Chapter 1106

Chapter 1106Chapter 1106 Stella glanced at Guinevere and ignored her right away. She had no intention to put up a
false pretense of courtesy , nor did she pay any attention to the apparent venom in her words.
Seeing this, Ben sighed in relief and nodded at Guinevere. He soon went to the insurance company
representatives who had just arrived to speak to them.
Guinevere‘s eyes were icy. She suddenly went up behind Stella and told her, “I‘m sure you don‘t know
about it yet, but Weston has agreed to marry me.
Stella abruptly paused her steps and turned around to · look at her without saying a word.
“You look like you don‘t believe me,” Guinevere observed. She sniggered and shook her head before
getting nearer to her and said, “Why don‘t we have a little chat? Ben‘s right there, so I can’t do anything
to you anyway.”
“If I‘m not mistaken ,” Stella stared coldly at her, “I‘m pretty sure that bigamy is illegal in this country.”
“Naturally, he‘ll divorce you first,” Guinevere casually explained. “And then he‘ll marry me.
“But you know how generous I‘ve always been, so even if
Weston wishes to keep you by his side, you know I won‘t complain.”
Stella clenched her fists and sneered, “I have no desire to be the third wheel.”
Guinevere shook her head and said in a sympathetic voice, “But what can I do? He wants something
from me, so he has no choice but to agree to my demands. He seems completely obsessed with you, so
he definitely won‘t let you go. It seems I have no other choice but to trouble you by being his secret
mistress again...”
“What did he want from you?” Stella asked, her pupils suddenly dilated.
“Something to do with the murder case, of course.”
Guinevere checked her freshly manicured nails and casually added, “You didn‘t actually believe that he
could just protect you without any problems, did you? Don‘t you know how serious this case is, not to
mention how powerful Warren Ford is?”
“Don‘t ever forget,” Guinevere added with a contemptuous smile, “that if he decides to stand on your
side, it means he‘ll have to go against the whole world. Protecting you is not that simple of a task, you
know.” Guinevere tapped the corner of her mouth with her fingernails, smiling triumphantly, “With my
help, however, things would be entirely different. After all, I am Zachary Ford‘s mother, and my words
carry
significant weight. If I am willing to sign a waiver and disavow the charges Warren Ford‘s side has thrown
at you, your chances of winning the case increase dramatically, and your sentence will be much lighter
too.”
“But you know full well that I didn‘t kill Zachary Ford!” Stella uttered each word slowly through clenched
teeth.”
“You‘re still trying to deny it at this point?” “Tsk tsk,” Guinevere shook her head. “The only thing the court cares about is evidence , Stella Sealey.
Perhaps you‘re just too young to understand how powerful Warren Ford truly is. He may be old now, but
he used to be unrivaled in his prime. To his credit, the Ford family also has an heir as impressive as
Weston. So if a man like that decides to crush you with all his power, not even Weston could stand up
against him. Weston needs me, don‘t you understand?”
Stella remained silent, her face white as a ghost.
Guinevere was extremely delighted by the sight.
“Didn‘t I tell you before?” she continued. “Someone like you will never be able to beat me. You‘re utterly
unworthy of Weston–not in terms of your family background and not in any other aspect.” She then
leaned closer to Stella‘s ear and softly added, “ Two years ago, I could make him choose me over you.
Likewise, I can make him divorce you now and marry me instead.”
Finally, she declared, “You can never beat me, Stella Sealey.”
She had successfully provoked Stella , whose eyes were now totally reddened. Stella‘s hand suddenly
flew up and slapped Guinevere‘s face
“Get out of my sight!” Stella snapped. “You‘re the most repulsive person I‘ve ever met!”
Guinevere gasped and stared at Stella incredulously.
“How dare you hit me!” she yelled before raising her hand to hit Stella back.
Just then, Ben rushed over from behind and stopped her.
“Miss Cohen!!! What are you trying to do?!” “Didn‘t you see?” Guinevere responded , pointing at her own
face. “She slapped me first!” “I‘m sorry, Miss Cohen... My duty is to protect Mrs. Ford.” In other words, he was only tasked to protect
Stella, which meant he would never let anyone hurt her, regardless of their reason.
Guinevere was so enraged that her breathing became unsteady. “Fine!” she shoved Ben aside violently
and huffed in anger. “You only have a few days left anyway!”
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