Chapter 899

Weston frowned. 

“We’ll keep it a secret from her for the time being,” he said. 

“But even if no one tells her,” argued Ben, “she‘ll still find out when she sees Guinevere Cohen at the wedding.” 

Weston knew that too, of course. 

“I won‘t let her be there,” he said coldly. 

“But didn‘t you just promise Mr. Warren that you‘d let her attend?” 

“I did,” Weston replied. “I promised that I would let her attend. However, whether she attends or not is her problem.” 

Ben fell silent for a moment before he finally responded . “You don‘t mean that you‘ll...” 

“It‘s a long journey from her house to the wedding location,” Weston explained. “It‘ll be unsurprising if an accident were to happen on the way.” 

Ben‘s mouth was agape when he finally understood Weston‘s plan. 

a clever plan

family, but it would also teach Guinevere a

not two but three birds

stone! 

mood ever

confident she was of herself. If Weston could agree to such an absurd request, it must mean that he did, at the very least, care about what she felt!

the wedding, they were

and escape Weston,

Weston, and Weston didn‘t seem to be so resolute in his rejection of her. If he could agree to let her come to their wedding, Stella could tell

 

back to their apartment, Stella was already cooking in the

the petite woman busy at work in the kitchen. The scene reminded him of the early days of their

kitchen, just as she was doing now. She

liked the food. He was the entire world to her, where nothing and no one

troubling thoughts while she was cooking that she didn‘t even notice Weston coming in. Just when she was about to put the last ingredient into the pot, a pair of robust

you doing?”

stiffened when she heard the voice. It was the same voice that agreed to let Guinevere

compromising whenever it came to Guinevere, wouldn‘t

She was stirring the soup in the pot with a wooden spoon, but her eyes

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