Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1200 

As soon as Stella finished her sentence, Daisy, who was standing beside Weston, frowned and glanced at Stella with a look of displeasure. 

But Weston, on the other hand, seemed to be concealing a smile as he turned to Stella and asked, “Are you getting jealous?” 

The smile on Stella’s face was even more obvious, though it was unclear if it was sarcasm or contempt. 

“If that’s what you think, Mr. Ford, then I just can’t help it.” 

She brushed her hand lightly against his armrest, almost as delicately as the way dragonflies skimmed above the water’s surface. 

Weston glanced at her. With just the lightest touch, she already had him wrapped around her fingers. 

He knew that she did that on purpose. He also knew that she was only weaving a web and was waiting for him to walk into it and get caught in her trap. 

Nevertheless, he gladly headed right into her trap without any hesitation at all, like a moth that flew into the fire. 

The truth was, Stella had no need to bother herself with 

to do was say a few words and shed a tear or two, and he would

She swept a glance over the documents on the table and noticed that Weston had already

don’t think

they had always adhered to this process no matter what. Even the orders that she received last night had to be approved by the finance department.

in here with her unreviewed project plans. How could she

she had overstepped

Her job was to assist him in his

smile, Stella commented, “Your company really is extraordinary, Mr. Ford, because it seems your

the final decisions.”

stir up

always have the final say here. I was only reminding him of the rules because

on how important Stella was to Weston right now, she would never get on his good side if she spoke to Stella that way.

she hurriedly added in an apologetic tone. “I’m really sorry for my attitude, but my only intention was to give Mr. Ford a reminder. After all, wouldn’t it serve everyone down the line the best if the cooperation goes through the

eyes showing no emotion at all, she picked up the coffee cup

said. But it pains me to say that her coffee–making skills are nowhere as praiseworthy…”

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