Chapter 271

Guinevere instantly clenched her first.

If she caught Belle seducing Weston, she wouldn’t let her off that easily! She was nothing but a
plaything. Who did she think she was? With her identity, she should just stay there and not take
whatever that didn’t belong to her. “Mr. Ford, where are we going?” Ben asked Weston as he drove.

“Lowe Garden.”

Ben paused for a while and hesitated.

He had no right to ask about his boss anything, but he just wanted to remind him that Guinevere had
her eyes on the place lately. If Weston went there, wouldn’t he get caught? But he didn’t seem worried
about it at all.

He was a person who did everything flawlessly. When doing business, he would never let his opponent
catch any of his mistakes, and it was impossible for him to not notice her small actions.

But he didn’t seem to care about it at all.

At the thought of this, Ben swallowed the words he wanted to say. As a mere assistant, he didn’t have
the right to tell his boss what to do.

The car stopped at the Garden. When the manager got the news, he immediately asked Belle to
welcome him. “Mr. Ford is here to see you.” She was just trying her luck by sending him a message,
telling him that she missed him and wished that he could come to see her. Who would’ve thought that
he’d really come!



She felt like she was on cloud nine. “Mr. Ford, you’re here?” she asked shyly She didn’t look the same
as she used to. Before this, she would wear thick layers of make-up, wanting to stand out among the
others. But ever since she found out about his taste, she began to wear lesser makeup.



She straightened her hair and wore a white dress in an attempt to appear innocent. However, she had
purposefully left some places exposed, to give off that sultry look

Because she managed to capture Weston’s attention, the other women in Lowe Garden had started to
copy her style

Some even looked better than she was.

Instantly, Belle felt insecure, fearing that others would take his attention away. Hence, she wanted to be
closer to him.

“Can you accompany me tonight?” She held on to his arms and after seeing how he wasn’t repulsed by
her, she got bolder. “I learned a new dance lately. Does Mr. Ford want to see it?”

Here, womens’ main purpose was to please men-they would do anything to satisfy the men even if it
meant they had to sing and dance.

Weston understood what she meant and nodded. “Let’s go to the room.”

Belle’s face reddened. “Okay.”

She had seen all sorts of things after being there for so long. But the man in front of her still managed
to make her blush with just a word.

“I’ll go change my clothes.” Weston let out a chuckle before entering the room.



He sat down casually, his long legs stretched out, his eyes full of unruly and wickedness, which formed
a strong contrast with his usually serious demeanor in the company.

Belle felt that she was lucky.

Although the first time they met, he got mad which scared her. She won’t forget the day he choked her
and forced her to call herself Stella. But he was rich and handsome so that was enough to make her
forget about the fear he left her that day.


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