Chapter 566

In order to put Stella at ease, Roger sat obediently before the doctor and allowed the nurses to do
whatever they needed on him.

Only after his vitals had been checked and given the all-clear did he turn to look at Stella helplessly.
“Stella, do you feel more assured now?”

Stella ignored him the entire time and instead had her eyes fixed on the medical report in her hands.

The doctor reminded them, “As much as the surgery went successfully, he still needs to upkeep healthy
daily habits and not drink too much alcohol…”

That was when Stella asked Roger, “Did you hear what the doctor said?”

Roger nodded guiltily, “I won’t do that again…”

He thought things would be over just like this, but right after Stella settled the bill and walked along the
corridor with him, she asked in a seemingly casual manner, “Why did you get yourself drunk last
night?”

Roger halted in his footsteps, a glint flashing past his eyes.“ Nothing much… I was just in a bad
mood…”

“Why were you in a bad mood?”

Stella stopped walking as well as she fixed her gaze on him.” Since you’re feeling bad, then tell me.
What made you behave so recklessly last night?”

Ford Corporation building.



Weston was going through official business documents when someone knocked on the door to his
office. Ben walked in and said, “Mr. Ford, the manager from one of the distributors wishes to meet
you.”

Weston’s hand paused in mid-air. “Let him in.”

“Yes, Sir.”

A middle-aged man soon walked in. The moment he saw Weston, he flashed him an over-eager smile.
“Mr. Ford, it’s been

a while!”

Weston put down the pen in his hand and glanced indifferently at him. “Have we met?”



The smile froze on the man’s face, but that didn’t stop him from his exerting a condescending tone.
“Have you forgotten ? You met my son last night.”

Weston remained silent as the man continued, “The one with the bright red hair…”

Weston’s brow arched. “That’s your son?”

“Yes, yes…”

The man nodded profusely as he glanced outside the door.

The red-hair boy outside got his cue and walked in reluctantly.” Dad, Mr. Ford…”

His face was covered with gauze, and with his red hair slicked back and tucked into a hat, he looked
vastly different from his usual flashy appearance.



However, as a kid bordering adulthood, being flashy was typical for boys his age.

The man smiled sycophantically. “Pardon me, Mr. Ford. I understand all that happened last night. It’s all
my son’s fault, and I didn’t teach him well. I’ve brought him here today specifically to apologize to
you…”

“Apologize ?” Weston stood up and pushed the pen forward on his desk.

The metal casing scratched noisily against the table, making the atmosphere in the room tense.

“I thought you were here to ask for compensation for your hospital bills.”

“We wouldn’t dare,” the man said as he waved his hands profusely. “My son was at fault. He was
insensible! Please be magnanimous and spare him…”

The redhead knew how serious the matter was and stood there silently with his head bowed.

After complaining about what happened last night and

expecting his father to stand up for him, he did not expect his father to lose all his senses after
watching the surveillance camera footage and insisting on making him apologize in person.

That was when he knew he was in big trouble for offending a very powerful and influential figure.


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