Chapter 424

Utterly callous, Weston slowly continued, “And here I thought you had eyes everywhere, that you knew
that I never married Guinevere.”

Xavier’s face fell and he stared at Weston in disbelief.

Weston chuckled at his reaction, his eyes conveying zero warmth. “Oh, dear uncle… Did you really
think you’re the only one in the world who could plant moles?”

Feeling as if everything he had done turned out to be futile, Xavier glowered, but soon laughed out loud
after a long while. “I’ve never thought about fighting you in that way. Hell, wouldn’t you have destroyed
me already if I didn’t have something up my sleeve?” Clapping at Weston, he continued, “That said,
even if you’re not married to Gwen, she’s still living in your house and the only thing you don’t have is
your marriage certificate. Don’t blame me for not warning you—be careful, or if I get something against
you, things would get ugly. Don’t you agree?” Despite the years of equilibrium they had maintained on
the surface, both of them were clearly aware of the reality between them.

Even if they were family during collaborations, the slightest amount of profit would still drive a wedge
between them. Naturally, there must be no mishap during vital moments such as splitting the family
estates, or it would be a complete defeat for one of them.

In the end, a glowering Xavier left Weston’s office, and Daisy looked up at him in reflex. “Mr. Ford…”

Although he had come to flirt with her, she was now completely gone from Xavier’s mind coolly
shrugging off her greeting, he did not even look in her general direction.

Daisy did a double take and watched as he left, never once sparing her a glance even as the elevator
doors closed behind him. Even so, Daisy knew that she was just a passing fancy Xavier. Was there any



type of woman he had yet to encounter, when he was so infamous for his womanizing ways?

It was why she had always told herself to doubt the man’s sweet nothings, but for some reason, she felt
somehow disappointed when Xavier completely ignored her. Still, she quickly tidied her messy
emotions to focus on her work again.



***

Standing in his own office, Weston was staring in the direction of the breakroom. Striding inside, he
found Stella packing her things, looking like she was going to leave. He took her hand and asked,
“Getting annoyed after waiting for so long?” Stella pulled her hand out of his grasp. “You’re done talking
with him?”

Weston’s face was twitching a little, and he reached out to hold her cheeks, preventing her from looking
away. “Don’t bother yourself with what others say. Just leave everything to me, and I’ll deal with it.”

“How are you going to deal with it?” Stella laughed in irony. “Moreover, he’s not wrong.”

Sighing, Weston rested his forehead against hers. “How many times do I have to tell you? You’re not a
woman I’m keeping on the side, while Guinevere and I are not what you think.”

Stella merely felt indignant at his words, and she took a step back. “I’m an adult. Don’t try to trick me as
if I were a child.”

Weston paused, watching as she packed up and prepared to leave before catching her by the wrist.
“Where are you going?” “Home. You’re done, aren’t you?”



Weston’s expression eased since her words somehow cheered him up. “There’s no rush. Don’t you
want a tour of my office?”

Stella was surprised, and disbelief showed in her eyes. A tour around his office, given who she was?
Was he not afraid that Guinevere would find out? She said as much, and Weston quickly frowned. “Like
I said, it’s not what you think between me and her. I’ll deal with everything in time, so believe me-I’ll
give you what you want, but now’s simply not the time.”

Stella, however, refused to believe him.

He was sweet and tender before too, and she had unwittingly fallen for it. But now, she had learned her
lesson.


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