Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 1168

Weston‘s attention was drawn to the boy as soon as he spoke.

Because Stella‘s reappearance had been too astounding, he had focused solely on her and Emma. It was only now that he noticed the little boy beside Stella.

The boy seemed to be of the same age as Emma. He also looked almost identical to her, although he was evidently much bolder than the girl.

When the boy noticed Weston‘s gaze, he looked straight at him and fearlessly demanded, “Please give my sister back to me!”

He spoke much more clearly than Emma, though he still uttered each word slowly. He was obviously brought up in a bilingual environment because he spoke both English and French fluently, switching between the two with ease.

Weston studied the boy. He already had an idea in mind, but his eyes were perfectly calm, not revealing much emotion at all.

“What‘s your name?” he asked, his voice hoarse.

to Stella. Then he curled his lips and replied, “I might be a child, but my name is still my privacy. I

his eyes when he asked, “Do you know what privacy means?” “Of course I do!” answered Elias, raising his head

fact, not what Stella taught him. The truth was, while it might still be a bit too early for the twins, she had indeed instilled the ideas of safety and self defense into their minds. For example, she told them that all children had their own privacy and they were forbidden to allow any adult to take off their clothes or touch their private parts. She had originally

cleverer and more obedient than most children, so

her brother. Although she was generally obedient too, she was easily influenced and

did not want them to be too sheltered, like flowers in a house of glass –just as she used to be. She had been so sheltered and protected in her childhood that the first setbacks she encountered completely shattered her into a thousand pieces. Stella picked

she turned and

by Daisy, who until then was as good as invisible. “What a surprise!” she exclaimed. “It‘s been so long since we last saw you, Ms.

her composure, even though her heart was as turbulent as the stormy

here and, besides, we‘re all curious about... what happened to you. We‘ll be excited to hear

giving off an air of kindness and generosity.

looking at Daisy‘s pretentious facade. She knew that Daisy was clearly jealous of her, yet she was acting all friendly for some reason. She, for one, didn‘t care to put up such a

reservation here,” she grumbled with displeasure, “because we wanted to celebrate Mr. Ford‘s birthday. We didn‘t plan for a dead woman to show up suddenly. If someone like that were to join us, I‘m afraid it would take all the