Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 1109

Belle had spoken very well.

But Weston merely glanced indifferently at her and asked, “You‘re willing to do anything?”

“Yes!” Belle nodded repeatedly. “Anything! But I really don‘t want my feet chopped off, Mr. Ford...”

Weston lit up another cigarette, his fingers rubbing against each other lightly as he looked over to Nicole.“ What about you?”

Nicole suddenly collapsed to the floor as if her soul had just escaped her body. Only then did she realize that it had all been a trap.

She had assumed Weston had been kind to her and even paid off all her debts because he had taken a fancy to her, or that at least he harbored some feelings for her.

Never did it occur to her that he had done all that just to provoke Guinevere , subsequently causing her to attack them, which in turn, forced them to work with Weston in exchange for their own safety.

In their current position, they had no other choice but to do what Weston wanted. How else would they escape Guinevere‘s clutches otherwise?

truly was terrifying, a

fact. “How could you do this to me?!” she asked tearfully.“ Never mind Belle, but

still thought of herself as a class

to use and manipulate women like Belle, but Nicole was different. She was pure and innocent. Why would he help her and build her up, only to shove

humor the naive sentiments of an immature woman. The cloud of smoke curled upwards from the tip of his fingers, amalgamating with

eyes and said, “I‘m sure you‘ve both heard of the oleander poisoning case.”

Belle and Nicole answered

Weston paused.

in a perfectly calm voice, not unlike a prowling lion slowly luring its prey, “you have a history

soon as she heard this, Belle‘s eyes were as wide as

white, and she

“B–But, Mr. Ford...”

seemed oblivious to Belle‘s horrified face. He turned to Nicole and told her, “And you needed a big sum of money to settle your debts. It just so

had given her a large sum of money so that she could go back to school, but she had never thought about where that money came