Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 1183

Weston‘s eyes gradually darkened, and his attention drifted from what the person next to him was saying.

He was distracted until Daisy nudged him as a reminder. Weston glanced at the people in the room and pointed out all the mistakes they had just said.

Daisy froze for a moment. She knew Weston was clearly distracted earlier, but she never expected that he‘d still see through their plans at a glance.

Weston was born to be in the business world. His perceptiveness and insight were very rare and one of the best in the world.

The investors sitting next to Weston heard Weston‘s comments and nodded in agreement. “We weren‘t going to work with such a young principal initially, but your name is just too big.”

One of them casually said, “After this project, we plan to involve ourselves in the entertainment industry. It‘s a profitable time. I heard a movie has the potential to earn over a billion or two at the box office.”

Some have invested over a billion into it only to lose everything.” “Right? Some

it came to movies, someone said, “Wasn‘t there a big production movie made three years ago? But that one was lucky and became a

“Ella!”

drinking a little and was slow to react. He didn‘t realize the actress Ella was Weston‘s wife,

man continued with a smile, “I really liked that actress. She was at a good age. I think she was still very young. At that time, I thought of getting to know her if I got the

man‘s hand twice hard, but he still did not realize what he had said wrong. He continued talking about Stella with great interest until he

chilly and

eyes, he had a chill down his spine. He finally turned sober and stuttered, “Mr. Ford ...” The drunken man finally remembered why he had not messed with that little actress in the first place. She was Weston‘s wife!

man was stunned into silence. Realizing the grave mistake he had just made, he began apologizing profusely. “I am so, so sorry! I drank too much and said the wrong thing. Please accept my

downed several rounds of wine. He felt it was not enough and

impatient. He casually rested his hand on the back of the chair and shook his