Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 1050

She used to have a comically whimsical idea that she would carve out her own successful career, then escape Weston Ford’s grasp through the power and reputation she had gained. But now, when she looked back, she could not help but find the notion silly and naive. The power gap between them couldn’t possibly be bridged by her individual efforts alone.

It was the same as what happened after Zachary’s death. She had no way to protect herself or fight against those determined to see her getting convicted as Zachary Ford’s murderer. Even Weston didn’t believe that she didn’t kill the boy. Indeed, he was doing all he could to help her escape punishment, but he never truly thought she was innocent.

Stella was inside a quiet private room of a restaurant, contemplating the words she should say and the best way to tell Diana the truth when the door was suddenly pushed open. The person walking in turned out to be Michael Sealey

“We meet again, Stella.”

Under her surprised gaze, he took a seat right in front of her.

“What are you doing here?” Stella scowled. “Where’s Aunt Diana?”

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“She’s not feeling well,” he replied. “So I came here on her behalf. You can tell me whatever you wanted to tell her.”

She stared at him without saying anything.

meaningful smile as if he had expected to see such a

do, in fact, have news to break to

of coffee in front of him and

Crash!

in Stella’s hand slipped through her fingers and smashed on the floor, noisily shattering into a thousand pieces.

on the second floor was lined with lush green plants ,

did not move, nor did she say anything. She just stared vacantly at the broken fragments of the coffee cup on the floor, the expression on

flowing implausibly slowly between

One second.

Two seconds.

by so slowly that Michael wondered if he had pressed

as the blood slowly drained from Stella’s face, until, at last,

in a soft voice, “Pardon my intrusion, but do you both need any

door, and she rushed over to

She just sat there very still like a puppet.