Chapter 75

Weston took a sip from the wine glass Stella held to his lips,

However, Stella’s hand shook and some of the wine spilled out, staining Weston’s pristine white shirt

Instead of making the shirt look dirty, the dark red stains added a dangerous, menacing aura to Weston.

He was half-shrouded in darkness, and the other half under dim light. He looked just like half an angel and half a devil.

Stella immediately put the glass down. “I’m sorry about this.”

She pulled out some napkins, intending to clean up the mess.

Her hand suddenly paused in mid-air as she hesitated, “Mr. Ford, perhaps you should do it yourself.”

Weston kept silent and stared right into her eyes. He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and maneuvered her hand to press the napkin onto his shirt.

The positions of the stains were slightly awkward.

her hand back instinctively, but Weston held

her hand in wiping

intensely on Stella that it made her ears turn red. The sight made him hook his lips, satisfied with her

I won’t let

heard his innuendo filled remark, and was left

world was he

clenched her first, Just then, his phone rang like a police

clearly displeased. He simply

quickly he did so, Stella still managed to see the

she sneered at the man

if it’s Guinevere

was

frustration simmering

He simply picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip. A while later, the phone stopped buzzing, indicating that Guinevere had most likely given up. “It’s already so late. Mr. Ford, aren’t you intending to

but gone, and there was only cold distance left in his eyes. He released his grip over Stella, and she immediately

her demeanor and had a sudden

cigarette.

wasn’t addicted to smoking, but ever since the day Stella jumped off the building, he would fall back into

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