Chapter 1096

Chapter 1096Chapter 1096 Weston looked up and glanced at Ben once. He did not show any response.
Ben hurriedly explained, “She seemed to have heard about Belle and Nicole , and she tricked them both
into coming here. They thought they were here to work...”
“Well, Ms. Cohen clearly wants to teach them a lesson.”
“A lesson?” Weston asked indifferently.
Ben said, “The people over there seemed like they were going to cut off Nicole‘s hand. She would never
play the piano again.”
Ben felt a little overwhelmed at this point and thought that Guinevere was too cruel.
Weston remained indifferent. “What else?”
“And Belle. Ms. Cohen seemed to be talking about cutting off her feet so she can never come back to
Ahn City.”
After that, Ben asked tentatively, “Mr. Ford, should we do something?”
“No need. Keep an eye on it, but don‘t make too much of a fuss.”
Weston glanced at the time on his wristwatch. “Distract her and gather the evidence of power behind the
Cohen
family.” After that, he paused a little before asking, “How‘s it going with Xavier?”
“Mr. Ford, it should be soon. Warren trusts Xavier very much. The Cohen family thinks he‘s our
competitor , so they don‘t suspect him at all.”
Weston responded with a hum, seemingly uninterested.“ Get on with it.”
After a drink, Weston got up to return to the mansion.
The driver was at the wheel, and while they were exiting the parking lot, Weston saw a familiar figure
waiting at the entrance.
Weston ordered the driver to stop and wound down the window.
The man outside heard the commotion and looked over.
When Michael saw Weston, his face changed. He immediately came over with a smile and greeted him,”
Mr. Ford, what a coincidence.” Michael thought for a moment and decided to give it a try. “I heard that
there‘s a big multinational project ongoing recently that would cooperate with the Ford Corporation. Were
you discussing the details here?”
Weston glanced at him with indifference. “Mr. Sealey, what‘s the matter?” Michael could tell from Weston‘s attitude that perhaps Stella hadn‘t told him about Roger.
Michael gathered his composure and said sternly, “I‘ve been unable to contact Stella for a while. I have
something to tell her, so I hope you can pass the message to her, Mr. Ford.”
Weston finally turned his head and looked at him at the mention of Stella‘s name.
Michael said with regret, “Stella‘s grandparents... My parents passed away a while ago, and tomorrow is
the funeral. I hope she can attend it.”
He paused a little in sorrow and said, “I know she has some issues with the Sealeys, but his father is the
eldest son of the family, and I hope she can come over to see them off on behalf of her father.”
Michael did not tell Weston that Stella already knew Roger was dead. After all, he was the one who
broke the news to Stella. He did not want Weston to go after him later.
When Stella heard the news, she did not show any
emotions.
Weston cut the steak into small pieces and swapped her plate with his.
Stella was startled by his thoughtfulness and laughed.“ You‘re quite the gentleman.”
She remembered that Weston used to do the same thing with Guinevere. He would cut the steak for her
before giving it to her.
Weston pulled out a tissue and wiped his fingertips. He asked straightforwardly, “Are you going to their
funeral?”
Stella fell into a short silence. “I don‘t know...” She sighed a little. “They weren‘t nice to me, but my dad was very close to them.”
Stella always thought that her grandparents loved her very much until the plane crash happened.
“Don‘t push yourself.”
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