Chapter 1042

Chapter 1042Chapter 1042 The corners of Weston‘s lips twitched. He smiled, but there was no mirth in his eyes. Only
a flash of bitter coldness remained.
“But I must warn you,” he said. “You may choose to take his side, but are you sure he‘ll be powerful
enough to protect you?”
“Warren Ford is still the chairman of Ford Corporation. He is, for all intents and purposes , more powerful
than
you.”
“You can try it then,” Weston patted his shoulder. “I‘ve never forced anyone to do anything. In fact, I
prefer working with people shrewd enough to judge how things will turn out before they make a
decision.”
Once he was done speaking, he strode away and left the place.
Dr. Quirk looked at his disappearing figure and shook his head.
“Lunatics... They‘re all lunatics...”
The Ford family driver drove him to the crossroads when
Dr. Quirk stopped him and said, “Just drop me off here.”
“But Mr. Ford instructed me to drop you off at your house.”
“It‘s fine,” he insisted. “I‘m getting off here. I‘d like to take a walk.”
Dr. Quirk stepped out of the car and picked up his phone when a white Porsche suddenly stopped right
beside him. “Get in the car.”
The car window rolled down, revealing Yvonne‘s strikingly exquisite face.
“Sister–in–law!” Dr. Quirk raised his brows in surprise.“ What are you doing here?”
“I‘ll explain later,” she replied. “Just get in the car!”
Dr. Quirk opened the door and sat in the passenger‘s seat.
Yvonne stepped on the accelerator , and the car sped off. She drove into a quiet alley, and when there
were no more cars in front, she finally broke the silence and asked him, “Did you just come from the Ford
Mansion?”
“Yes. Why?”
Yvonne pursed her lips, found a quiet place, and parked
her car there.
“I wanted to ask you–have you seen Stella?”
“No,” he answered. “I haven‘t seen her for a long time
now.”
Yvonne tore off her seat belt and turned off the car engine. Her eyes were full of concern when she
asked, “I heard someone say that she‘s locked up somewhere. Do you have any insider information?”
“I don‘t know much more than you do, really.”
Dr. Quirk rolled down the window and rested his arm on it. “She killed someone,” he continued. “And now Weston Ford is finding a way to protect her...”
“How could she possibly kill anyone?!” Yvonne raised her voice. “I refuse to believe it. Those are all false
rumors!”
In the past few days, news about Stella poisoning Zachary Ford to death had spread like wildfire. By
now, the whole of Ahn City knew about it, and virtually everyone regarded Stella as a vicious murderer.
It had not been that long since her lavish wedding, where Stella was the object of envy for all of Ahn
City‘s young women from elite circles . No one would have expected
her fate to turn on its head so drastically and so quickly.
Both Stella and Guinevere‘s reputations seemed to have taken a one–eighty–degree turn.
Before, everyone had mocked and jeered at Guinevere. Yet now, it was Stella‘s turn to become the
public‘s target for scorn and derision as she was believed to have taken a life.
But Yvonne had a first–hand account of Stella‘s disposition, and she was naturally adamant in defending
her innocence.
But even she could not say it with much confidence when she said, “She would never do such a thing...”
“I‘ve only known her briefly,” Dr. Quirk said, “but from what I‘ve seen of her, she didn‘t look like someone
who could murder a child. But then again...”
He glanced at Yvonne and patted the back of her hand.
“She hadn‘t been in the best mental health lately,” he comforted her, “so even if she did do such a thing,
it was probably not intended in the first place.” It would seem that Dr. Quirk had fallen into Weston‘s trap and was seriously considering this line of
reasoning himself.
“Is that true?” Yvonne‘s expressions turned complicated. “I haven‘t been able to contact her. I don‘t know
how she‘s doing right now, but I really don‘t think that she can do something so evil... Besides, she‘s
been through so much herself! She should know more than anyone about how painful it is to lose their
own child! No, she would never do such a thing!”
“But perhaps it was precisely because she suffered such a traumatic loss which completely changed her
into a different person,” Dr. Quirk said.
“Yvonne,” he sighed, “I know I probably shouldn‘t be saying this, but the truth is, you‘ll never know
someone completely inside and out. Everyone hides a certain facet of themselves from the rest of the
world, a side you would never get to see.”
He spoke at length as though trying to make his point sound more convincing.