Chapter 881

But Weston knew what he meant.

Other things could be resolved, but the wedding date was definitely set in stone.

“Mr. Ford...” Ben was waiting for him.

Out of nowhere came Stella‘s voice.

“Can the date be pushed back?”

The two raised their heads at the same time and looked in the direction of the door.

She looked pale and walked in.

She was anxious, yet she still forced a smile at them. “I want him to be at our wedding...”

Ben didn‘t say a word.

This was their business, after all, though it left him with a little dilemma.

Mr. Ford was watching this wedding. So many people in the circle knew the news. It was only a few days
away, so canceling might not be the best idea.

Unexpectedly, Weston only went quiet for a moment before agreeing. “It can be postponed.” Ben
immediately looked at him in surprise. “Mr. Ford...” He hated to say it, but Weston had lost all bottom line
regarding

Stella.



Even if they found Roger, he might not be willing to participate in their marriage, not to mention that
searching for him and getting married were contradictory to each other.

They were about to delay something they had long prepared for just because Stella wasn‘t in the mood.

This wasn‘t like Weston at all!

However, no matter how incredulous he found the entire thing, he was only a subordinate and had to
implement their decisions whether he liked it or not.

The news of the postponement was announced immediately.

But many people had already been invited in advance.

Some celebrities had deliberately taken the day off, not to mention they were business partners. Thus, to
save each other‘s faces, Weston had to explain in person.

Clearly, he cared a lot about the wedding.

Stella also knew how unreasonable her request was, so she went with him to explain it to the elders.

The silver Bugatti glided silently over the road—

She was leaning against the window, and her eyes landed at a particular place. Then, she suddenly
straightened up and yelled,” Stop!”

The car came to an abrupt halt.

Weston looked at her. “What‘s wrong?”

She patted the car window and hurriedly said, “I think I saw Roger!”

The man frowned and stopped the car by the side.



Stella immediately opened the car door and ran down.

Weston followed closely, not letting her out of his sight.

“Stella...”

He frowned and held her arm when she was running around on the street. “Perhaps you were
mistaken.”

“Really?”

She looked back somewhat blankly. “I don‘t know... but I‘m sure I saw him just now.”

Weston took her into his arms and kissed her forehead. “Be good, and I will help you find him.”

She was on edge lately that whenever she saw someone who looked like Roger, she would think it was
him.

He pushed her hair away, revealing her little face. “If you‘re too tired, you can rest for the next few days,
and I‘ll go and explain to those elders...”

Before he could finish...

A sudden burst of wind came straight towards him!

Weston‘s face dropped, and he dodged away with Stella in his arms.

He was swift that the person missed him.

“Let go of her!”

The man who rushed over shouted and raised his head, revealing Roger‘s aggressive facade.



With red, bloodshot eyes, he scowled at Weston. “Let go of my sister! I won‘t let her marry you!”


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