Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1168 Weston‘s attention was drawn to the boy as soon as he spoke. 

Because Stella‘s reappearance had been too astounding, he had focused solely on her and Emma. It was only now that he noticed the little boy beside Stella. 

The boy seemed to be of the same age as Emma. He also looked almost identical to her, although he was evidently much bolder than the girl. 

When the boy noticed Weston‘s gaze, he looked straight at him and fearlessly demanded, “Please give my sister back to me!” 

He spoke much more clearly than Emma, though he still uttered each word slowly. He was obviously brought up in a bilingual environment because he spoke both English and French fluently, switching between the two with ease. 

Weston studied the boy. He already had an idea in mind, but his eyes were perfectly calm, not revealing much emotion at all. 

“What‘s your name?” he asked, his voice hoarse. 

Elias frowned and turned to Stella. Then he curled his lips and replied, “I might be a child, but my name is still my privacy. I won‘t tell you that so easily!” 

fact, there was a glimmer of a smile in his eyes when he asked, “Do you know what privacy means?” “Of course I do!” answered Elias, raising his head

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she had indeed instilled the ideas of safety and self defense into their minds. For example, she told them that all children had their own privacy and they were forbidden to allow any adult to take off their clothes or touch their private parts. She had originally intended it as a way to teach them to protect themselves, but Elias had stretched the concept of privacy beyond the private parts of his body. Now everything that he did not want

cleverer and more obedient than

was easily influenced and provoked, especially when she was left alone, when she would falter against

to teach them these things early on. She did not want them to be too sheltered, like flowers in a house of glass –just as she used to be. She had been so sheltered and protected in her childhood that the first setbacks she encountered completely shattered her into a thousand pieces. Stella picked

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turned and

as good as invisible. “What a surprise!” she exclaimed. “It‘s been so long since we last saw you, Ms. Sealey!

to keep her composure, even though

she continued, “why don‘t you join us for a meal? We‘re all friends here and, besides, we‘re all curious about... what happened to you. We‘ll be excited to hear what‘s happened the last few years and why... why you‘ve never contacted

all politeness, giving off an air of kindness and generosity.

was acting all friendly for some reason. She, for one, didn‘t care to

reservation here,” she grumbled with displeasure, “because we wanted to celebrate Mr. Ford‘s birthday. We didn‘t plan for a dead woman to show up suddenly. If someone like that were to join us, I‘m afraid it would take all the