Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 1199

Stella looked away from him.

Three years had passed, but there was one thing about him that remained absolutely the same—he still emanated this undeniably intimidating air that made looking straight into his eyes an arduous affair.

“I’ve brought you some documents about my projects, she said, standing up. “Why don’t you take a look at it?”

She had no desire to keep playing games with him. She had been here long enough.

Weston seemed completely unsurprised. He tapped his fingers on the table and got up to sit back down in his chair.

“Since you’re here to talk business,” he said, looking at her with the shadow of a smile, “then let’s talk with a business attitude. You must’ve done your research before coming here, so I’m sure I don’t need to tell you what to do.”

Stella got up and placed the documents in her hands down in front of him. With a serious and professional tone, she said, “I hope that you would consider working with this tech startup. It’s not easy for a well–known brand from abroad to break into the local market and gain the trust of local companies, but if Ford Corporation takes the lead and be the first company to work with us, then I’m sure that it would make the endeavor much easier.”

She spoke in a completely formal tone without a trace of emotion at all. Even Weston, after hearing her speak, returned to the serious expressions that he wore whenever he was working.

glanced calmly at her and asked, “So these are your company’s

need some time to go through them, I’ll leave you

putting the document aside. ” Since you think it’s fine, then

frowned. With an amused look, she added, “This is a big deal, after all. You should probably

but Weston grabbed

said everything that I wanted to say,” she said, losing her patience. “Unless you have anything else to tell me, Mr. Ford?”

clasped her wrist with his fingers and lightly brushed them against her skin. “How hard would it normally be for someone to have a meal with me? How much trouble would they have to go through just to meet me for a little while? Do you think you can sit

slowly sat up in her seat.

like you’re requiring something else from me, Mr. Ford. Please excuse me for being frank with you, but after hearing all your sweet talk to me, I was under the impression you’d be willing to agree to anything that I

to make Weston chuckle under his breath. He stroked her hair

finally spoke again. “It’s almost noon now. Will

face with great interest

point between his brows and told her, “If you give me

folded her arms, leaned back against the chair, and continued to stare at him

if they were playing an invisible