Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1199 

Stella looked away from him. 

Three years had passed, but there was one thing about him that remained absolutely the same—he still emanated this undeniably intimidating air that made looking straight into his eyes an arduous affair. 

“I’ve brought you some documents about my projects, she said, standing up. “Why don’t you take a look at it?” 

She had no desire to keep playing games with him. She had been here long enough. 

” 

Weston seemed completely unsurprised. He tapped his fingers on the table and got up to sit back down in his chair. 

“Since you’re here to talk business,” he said, looking at her with the shadow of a smile, “then let’s talk with a business attitude. You must’ve done your research before coming here, so I’m sure I don’t need to tell you what to do.” 

Stella got up and placed the documents in her hands down in front of him. With a serious and professional tone, she said, “I hope that you would consider working with this tech startup. It’s not easy for a well–known brand from abroad to break into the local market and gain the trust of local companies, but if Ford Corporation takes 

the lead and be the first company to work with us, then I’m sure that it would make the endeavor much easier.” 

completely formal tone without a trace of emotion at all. Even Weston, after hearing her speak, returned

asked, “So these are your company’s project plans?”

time to go through them,

the document aside. ” Since you think it’s fine, then I have no reason

frowned. With an amused look, she added, “This is a big deal, after all. You should probably take your time

to leave, but Weston grabbed her hand to

that I wanted to say,” she said, losing her patience. “Unless you have anything else to tell me, Mr. Ford?”

lightly brushed them against her skin. “How hard would it normally be for someone to have a meal with me? How much trouble would

think you can sit

the lines and slowly

excuse me for being frank with you, but after hearing all your sweet talk to me,

He stroked her hair gently and said, “You know exactly what I

spoke again. “It’s almost noon now. Will you have lunch with me?”

studied his face with great interest but said

between his brows and told her, “If you give me

still remained silent. She folded her arms, leaned back against

playing an invisible game of