Chapter 817

Weston‘s handling of
his previous project was outstanding, and everyone in the industry was impressed with his working
capability.

Stella thought this must‘ve been why Old Mr. Ford improved his disposition toward Weston.

If Xavier were to come here, he would probably be chased away in no time.

Only someone as incontestably capable as Weston could stand here and negotiate with Old Mr. Ford.

Marriage, however, was another issue altogether. It was a major life decision.

Old Mr. Ford‘s lack of comment was better than Chris‘ outright rejection.

Jason had a deep impression of Stella from the first time they met.

He placed a pawn on the chess board and looked at Old Mr. Ford, saying, “I‘ve practically seen Weston
grow up, and
this is the first time he begged me for something, and it was for the sake of a woman. For Ella, to be ex
act.”

“Is that so?”

Old Mr. Ford arched his brow. “Why would he need your
help? You‘re just someone meddling with the arts.” Jason chuckled, “Of course, it
had to do with the arts, then. You probably don‘t know this yet, but your potential granddaughter–in–
law plays the piano excellently.”



Calling Stella his ‘potential granddaughter–in–law‘ made Old Mr. Ford furrow his brows.

He looked at Stella , a pawn in hand, “You know how to play the piano?”

Stella nodded. “A little.”

Jason intercepted, “Don‘t be so humble. If that‘s your standard, then all my studies are noobs.”

“Is that so?”

Old Mr. Ford stroked
his beard. “You sound like an expert. I‘ve never heard you play the piano before. Coincidentally, there is
a piano in the villa. Why don‘t you play a piece and let me hear what you‘ve got?”

Stella glanced at Weston.

He caressed her hair and mouthed for her to go ahead.

Stella nodded.

She sat down at the piano.

The two old men put their chess game aside and gave Stella their full
attention , especially Old Mr. Ford, who appeared to have something on his mind.

Stella‘s musical background was superb. On top of her natural talent, she
had been diligently practicing in the apartment, and her current standard almost matched the time
she used to win awards.

Jason was completely immersed in her piano playing.” Not bad. Not bad at all.”

Old Mr. Ford smiled without a word at Jason‘s remarks .



After the piece came
to an end, he put his hands together in applause. “Very impressive. Even an amateur like me is mesme
rized.”

Stella closed the piano fallboard. “You’re too kind.”

“Grandpa , if you like, I can ask her to play the piano for you more frequently,” Weston offered.

“You really know how to seize the chance to ask for approval,” Jason replied
with twinkling eyes. “Ford, I‘ve never seen Weston so
taken by any woman before. Why don‘t you just give him the go–ahead?”

The smile remained on Old Mr. Ford’s face, but he didn‘t say anything further.

Jason had seen Weston grow up, and he treated him very well.

But he wasn‘t Weston‘s grandfather, after all.

All he felt was that Weston‘s happiness was the most important, and he didn‘t consider anything deeper

If Weston were just fooling around with Ella, Old Mr. Ford would never interfere with that.

But if it involved marriage , Ella would never be fit to be Mrs. Ford.

No matter how good she was at playing the
piano and how many awards she won, those were nothing compared to the scale of the Ford family.

Stella herself was clear about this fact.

Old Mr. Ford suddenly turned to look at Weston. “Do you really want to be with her?” Weston replied
solemnly, “Yes, I do.”






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