Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 713

Hunching his back a little, the man lit a cigarette. Puffs of smoke and an occasional glow could be seen from time to time.

After a while, a tall figure appeared beside Weston.

Xavier was pinching a cigarette between his finger. He searched his pockets and looked at Weston. “I forgot to bring a lighter. Can I borrow yours?”

Weston did not say anything. He flicked away the burnt ash of his cigarette and gave the cigarette directly to him as if he’d lost interest in a smoke.

Xavier smiled. He did not mind at all. He lit his cigarette with it and threw it into the dustbin. Taking a puff, he exhaled a cloud of smoke and looked at Weston with a smile. He asked, “I remember you have quit smoking for a long time. Why start again?”

Weston did not say anything. Instead, he leaned against the railing and raised his head slightly.

His well-sculpted face from his side strangely exuded an exquisite balance that wasn’t superfluous.

Though he didn’t say anything, Xavier laughed to himself. “I thought you’d be in a good mood.”

The

I deliberately showed goodwill with the old man and proved

“Everything seems to have fallen according to your designs.” Weston chuckled. “Do you think what’s happening

not dare to draw a conclusion either, but he knew that he was a bit gullible.

put his hands on

into the endless dark of the night, leaving people

good while that he replied. “If you want to compete in business, I shall play

that, he looked at Xavier in his face. “It is just a warning today. If I really want to deal with you, you won’t be able to bear

admitted it. It’s all part of your

suddenly felt how ghastly Weston could be, so meticulous in his plan that he

all the interests of the project in the western suburbs as bait. Aren’t you afraid that one of the chains won’t be as you want it to be and the whole thing will come

smiling. Instead, his face was showing confidence that as if

eyes with both disdain and mockery. “When you are worried about these inconsequential

a long silence on

standing there

his hand had burned to his fingertips,