Chapter 1111

Chapter 1111Chapter 1111
Undoubtedly, he was worried that Guinevere would make a big deal out of the two slaps she received.
But the man‘s eyes unexpectedly revealed a kind of smile.
He put his finger on his brow ridge and chuckled. “She actually hits people?”
“Miss Cohen must have said something unpleasant to Mrs. Ford.”
Ben said, “Mrs. Ford seemed to be very angry.”
However, even if it was Guinevere who provoked her first, assaulting someone wasn‘t right. What did this
rather relieved tone of Mr. Ford mean?
Weston knew what Guinevere had said to her. It was nothing more than to irritate Stella with the deal
between them. All he had to do was go back and coax her a bit.
“Is there anything else?”
“Mrs. Ford…”
Ben hesitated but still told him the truth in the end.“ Mrs. Ford met Justin today. It seems he‘s gone to
Tina‘s office to help her out.”
The man opened his eyes and cast a cold glance at him.
Ben touched his nose nervously, wondering if he had said the wrong thing
“But Mrs. Ford should have nothing to do with him anymore, and I didn‘t see any inappropriate
behavior...” The more he said, the worse it became until he did not know why he was being honest.
He clearly knew how possessive Weston was of Stella.“ I‘m sorry, Mr. Ford...”
“The company has sent over the details of the contract...”
He attempted to change the subject, but Weston interrupted coldly.
“What did they do?”
“Nothing! Really!” Ben said. “It was just a friendly hug when they parted. But I am very sure that it was a
polite hug!”
The more he spoke, the more anxious he became.
Weston swept a cold glance at him with eyes that were like crackling ice.
The air around them froze, and the temperature dropped a few degrees.
Ben shut his mouth and didn‘t dare to say more.
Stella headed straight to the kitchen once she got back to Stardust Mansion.
Joan was a bit surprised. “Ma‘am, do you want to cook by
yourself?”
Stella nodded.
It was the last dinner, she thought.
She wanted to bring it all to a close. Joan was unsure of Stella‘s intention and thought she had changed her mind and wanted to be with
Weston properly.
So, she said nothing and went to do her own work happily.
Soon, the Maybach pulled into the gate of the mansion.
Joan was waiting outside and she greeted Weston when he got out of the car. “Mr. Ford, you‘re back...”
She paused for a moment, realizing Weston did not look so good. “Did something happen?”
Weston ignored her. He casually handed her the suit jacket and strode into the mansion.
She could feel his solemn aura just by looking at his back.
She exchanged glances with Ben, who got out of the car soon after and asked softly, “What happened?
Why does Mr. Ford look so angry...”
Ben shook his head, signaling her not to ask more
questions. “We‘d better stay out of his business with his wife and do our own thing.” He was annoyed
that he had just said the wrong thing and deeply regretted it.