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Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1101

“Ms. Tina Hampton, the lawyer, is waiting for you inside, Mrs. Ford. You can go on ahead. I‘ll be right here, on guard. If there‘s any problem, you can call for me.”

Stella nodded and walked inside.

The office was a suburban studio. Because it was very secluded, there was no worry about nosy eavesdroppers or getting followed.

As Stella pushed the door open, she saw Tina Hampton sitting in front of her computer, perusing through the files.

Hearing the noise, she turned around and glanced at Stella.

“You‘re here already?”

“Yes,” Stella responded and walked in before taking a seat in front of Tina.

“Mr. Ford has probably informed you that we have an urgent task today,” Tina bluntly told her. “So I really need you to cooperate with me.”

Stella nodded.

“It looks like you‘re very calm about it all,” observed Tina with a frown when she noticed how Stella had been

compliant and obliging without raising any objections .

At the very least, she seemed much calmer than when she last saw her at the detention center.

“Have you accepted the reality of your situation?” Tina asked.

Stella smiled almost imperceptibly, looking resigned but also cooperative at the same time.

“What could I do even if I can‘t accept it?” she replied.” He‘ll find a million ways to make me accept it eventually.”

Tina nodded and went straight to the point.

“So this is the current situation,” she explained. “Mr. Warren Ford and the Cohen family have acquired watertight evidence against you, which means that we might not be able to fully exonerate you at this point. If we try that, the probability of success is very low, and it would take up too much time. This would be disastrous for your future, so we‘ve decided that the best plan is for you to confess that you‘ve accidentally killed Zachary Ford, and it‘s never been your intention. In fact, you didn‘t even have any idea that oleanders were highly poisonous. In other words, you must insist, without a flinch, that you are ignorant of the fact that oleanders are harmful or toxic. This is the only way that we can minimize your sentence as much as possible. If the sentencing is light enough, Mr. Ford can then easily find a way to release you on bail.”

“So you‘ve all made up your mind?” Stella asked, her face drained of color.

“Yes,” replied Tina. “All the preparations are done.”

Seeing that Stella looked a little unsure, she sighed and tried to convince her, saying, “To tell you the truth, your case is an extremely difficult one. The fact that all the lawyers working for the other side are the cream of the crop isn‘t helpful either. If we go by the original plan, there‘s simply no way we‘d win this case, and you‘d end up in prison, so why not change the strategy instead? They‘d never expect you to confess to the murder. Besides, if you insist on being ignorant about the poisonous nature of oleanders, they‘d have no way of proving that it was a premeditated murder, so…”

“I understand,” Stella gently cut her off.

Tina stared at her and continued, “If you have no objections, we‘ll start discussing the next steps. I will explain in detail what will happen on the day of the trial. Then, I‘ll simulate the questioning you might receive from the prosecution. We‘ll try to anticipate everything that might happen on that day so you‘ll be perfectly prepared when the time comes.”

“Okay,” Stella responded.

Tina nodded, “Then I‘ll call in my assistant now.”

She then turned towards a closed door and yelled, “Okay, you can come out now!”

The door was pushed open. Stella turned towards it, and shock was written all over her face when she recognized who it was.

“Professor Hall? What are you doing here...?”

Justin Hall walked out holding a thick stack of documents.

“It‘s been so long since we last met, Stella.”

Tina glanced at the two of them and stood up.

“I have some backup documents to prepare,” she said.“ I‘ll leave you two to it.”

After speaking, she walked straight out of the room, leaving only Stella and Justin inside.

Stella was about to stand up too. She was confused and a little awkward.

“What exactly is going on here...?” she asked.

“Don‘t worry,” Justin assured her. “Please sit down.”

He then walked up to her with a smile and explained , ” It‘s just as Tina told you – I’m her assistant right now, and I‘m here to help you with the whole process. Don‘t be nervous. I assure you that I have no other intentions.”

The corners of Stella‘s mouth twitched, and she smiled, saying, “I wasn‘t thinking about that. I was just a little surprised...”

“Really?” Justin opened the file in his hands and handed Stella a pen, followed by some notes. “I thought we’d never see each other again, you know.” “Me too,” Stella nodded. “So much has happened since then.”

She took the pen and paper from Justin and asked, “Are these for me to take down some notes?”

“That‘s right. You might need to write down the most important points so you can carefully review them when you go home. It is important that you try your best to appear as natural as possible during the trial.”

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“You might be required to act at certain points,” Justin continued. “You‘ll have to cooperate with us. If you don‘t like pen and paper, you can type down your notes with the computer instead.”

“No, thanks. I‘ll just use the pen and paper.”

“Okay,” Justin nodded. “Let‘s start, then.”

After that, time passed very quickly.

Stella earnestly remembered everything that Justin had told her.

“That‘s all for now,” he said. “Is there anything that you don‘t understand?“.

“No,” she replied.

Justin put away the documents in his hands and glanced at her before asking, “So what are you planning to do after this?”

Stella knew then that he must have had other reasons to be here today, reasons other than simply being Tina‘s assistant.

She sat back down and looked straight into his eyes before saying, “Professor Hall, if you have anything to say, just come out and say it.”

Justin paused for a while and smiled helplessly.

“Actually,” he began, “I shouldn‘t be the one to bring this up, but everything between us... it‘s been over a long time ago, hasn‘t it?”

He found himself being perfectly at peace when he said all these. Perhaps all his feelings for her in the past were simply a competitive instinct in the face of a man like Weston Ford. Perhaps that was the real reason behind his obsession with Stella back then and why he found it so difficult to give her up.

After all, it was extremely difficult to beat someone like Weston in any way. As a man, Justin had a natural tendency to be competitive. This urged him to prove that although Weston was remarkable in every other way and could get everything he wanted in his life, he could at least beat him in one aspect by having Stella.

Now, looking back, he realized how reckless and impulsive he had been.

“You‘ve probably guessed that... I‘m here because I have something to say to you.”

“Yes, I know.”

Justin sighed.

“The truth is... it‘s a little embarrassing for me to say this, but since we last met, I’ve always been trying to find an opportunity to make it clear to you that...”

Stella slowly sat up straight. Her fingers curled up, seemingly worried about what he would say next.

Noticing that she was tensing up, Justin chuckled and reassured her, “Relax. I‘m not here to make things awkward for you. I just want to apologize.”

“Back then,” he continued, “I noticed you because of your brother Roger. I was attracted to you. At the time, I really did have feelings for you.” He paused to loosen his tie, then went on to come clean about the whole thing. “But later on, when I suggested that we get married, I must admit that I didn‘t take careful consideration before I made the decision. Now that I‘ve calmed down and thought a lot, I realize that even if we did get married then, it might not have resulted in happiness. I know you only agreed to marry me because you wanted to get away from Weston Ford. Your reasons for wanting to marry me were not pure and sincere. But my own reasons were... not so pure and sincere either.

“Stella, perhaps all I wanted was to triumph over a man like Weston Ford. I know I have that competitive streak that men tend to have, which ultimately inflated the affection I felt for you.

“Besides, the way he coerced you made me feel like I could be your savior , swooping in and saving you from the clutches of misery.

“Although I did not succeed, I still made a false promise to you out of my own selfishness ,” he admitted. “That alone must‘ve caused you harm.”

After speaking , Justin felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He had always been troubled by his past behavior towards Stella.

Already pushing forty, he was no longer an immature kid who‘d get carried away by love and romance. Even his own son was now ten. He should have never acted so rashly and unwisely.

After hearing all that, Stella also let out a long sigh of relief.

She smiled and softly said, “Don‘t worry about it. I wasn‘t rational back then. All I could think of was how to escape Weston‘s control...” Seeing that she was relieved, Justin teased her, “You didn‘t think that I would confess my love to you and try to take you away again, did you?”

Now sure that he had now let go of his feelings for her, Stella chuckled and replied, “No, not at all...”

“But you looked really nervous just now...”

As they chatted and laughed, the previously tense atmosphere relaxed considerably.

It was at that moment that Tina, clad in a business suit and busily flipping through the document in her hand, returned...

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As she entered the room, she was met with the sight of the two people laughing and joking. She frowned and asked Justin, “Are you done with the task I gave you?” “Yeah,” Justin‘s smile faded a little. “I‘ve explained the whole process to her in detail.” “Good.” Tina then put the documents away and told Stella, “I‘ll send the rest to Mr. Ford‘s email. He‘ll tell you what to do.”

“Okay.” Stella rose up to her feet and asked, “If there‘s nothing else, can I go now?”

“Sure,” replied Tina.

She watched Stella as she walked away and suddenly thought of something. She turned to Juştin and suggested, “Why don‘t you send her off?”

Justin scrutinized her with a meaningful look, but Tina seemed oblivious, focusing intently on the computer screen in front of her.

Thus, he had little choice but to get up on his feet. “I‘ll send you off then,” he told Stella.

“Okay.”

Although they had spoken about it before, the last time

Stella met Justin , she still felt an awkward atmosphere existing between them. But this time, they‘d completely come clean and said everything they needed to say, and she no longer felt that sinking feeling when she looked at him.

They had just walked out of the door together when Justin suddenly stopped and told Stella, “I think I‘d better leave you here. If I go any further, I‘m afraid Weston Ford might...”

The corners of Stella‘s mouth twitched. She seemed to be smiling, yet her eyes were bereft of joy.

Justin knew what she had been going through lately, so he patted her shoulder and said, “I know you‘re not the kind to murder anyone. You still have a whole life ahead of you. Right now, just focus on protecting yourself.”

Stella jerked her head up suddenly and looked at him. “Do you really believe that I didn‘t kill anyone?”

“Yes,” he replied without any hesitation. “You wouldn‘t kill anyone, much less a young kid like Zachary Ford. You would never harm an innocent child like that.”

Stella‘s eyes turned red. This was her first time hearing someone say explicitly that they believed in her and that she would never do such a heinous thing. Even Weston had been evasive about the matter. Sure, he had been trying to shield her from harm, exonerating her

from the charges, but he had never been willing to look into her eyes and truly trust her. Seeing Stella in that way made Justin sigh heavily. He looked up, and he got a sudden longing to smoothen the messy strands of hair on her head.

But then he thought about it and decided against it. He knew such a gesture might send the wrong message, and he put his hand back down. “We‘re still friends, you know. If you need any help from me, just say the word, okay?” After that, he walked up to her and gave her a polite and friendly hug. “Let‘s put the past behind us,” he said. “The next time we meet, we‘ll just be good friends.”

Stella nodded and patted his arm before letting him go. Justin chuckled under his breath when he noticed her distant gesture toward him.

“So I guess this is goodbye then,” he said. “I see Weston Ford‘s assistant has been waiting anxiously for you over there.”

Hearing this, Stella turned around and, as expected, saw Ben standing at the car door looking at her.

When Ben saw both standing at the door, he wanted to approach them. However, he frowned deeply while exuding an intensely austere aura. He was becoming more like his boss by the day.

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Stella smiled apprehensively and waved Justin goodbye. “I‘m getting into the car now,” she said.

“Okay.”

He watched Stella leave, then turned around and returned to the office.

“How was it?” Tina asked without even looking up when he got inside.

“What do you mean?” He paused in his steps, looking at her quizzically. “I was only saying goodbye to her.”

“I know you two were saying goodbye,” Tina‘s gaze shifted from the computer to Justin, giving him a meaningful look. “That‘s what I was asking you–how did your farewell go?”

Justin walked over to the water cooler and poured himself a glass. Her words told him that she had another meaning between the lines.

“It was just a farewell between two friends, and I was just sending her off. How else could it go?”

“I thought you must have had other things to talk about,” Tina replied simply. “After all, you came here to be my assistant because you wanted to meet her, right? I left you both alone for quite a while just now. I‘m sure I‘ve given enough time, haven‘t I?”

“Tina!” he suddenly snapped in anger and abruptly thumped the glass loudly on the table. “You think there‘s something between Stella and me, don‘t you?”

“It‘s not that I think there‘s something, I just know that there used to be something between you two,” Tina argued.

She put down the pen in her hand, wondering why Justin would suddenly lose his temper. “It just didn‘t work out, that‘s all. Don‘t think I don‘t know what‘s on your mind, Justin.”

Justin‘s expressions soured drastically.

“I‘ve just made it clear to her,” he explained, “that I did have feelings for her in the beginning, but it was more of a man‘s ego and desire to win. Besides, she was being coerced by Weston Ford, so I just wanted to save her from that dire situation. The affection I felt for her was nowhere near enough to support a marriage...” “That‘s is your private business,” replied Tina with a shrug, paying little attention to his explanation. “It doesn‘t concern me.” Justin suddenly got inexplicably agitated by her response. He walked up to her with fists on his hips. “If it doesn‘t concern you, then why did you agree for me to be here today?”

“Because you‘re still the father of my son, after all. If you still have any lingering feelings for Stella or if you have something to tell her, I‘m always ready to help you... Mmmph...”

Before she could finish speaking, the man suddenly kissed her.

Tina‘s eyes widened , but she was too shocked to react. She stared at the handsome face right next to hers and was in a daze for a few good minutes.

But after a while, the silence was broken by the sound of a slap,

Tina raised her hand and slapped him hard across his face.

“You a*****e!” she cursed.

Justin never thought that he would ever do such a thing himself. With a clear red mark on his face , he turned to the other side and remained motionless.

He panted heavily as he wiped the mark on the corner of his mouth and stayed silent.

Tina got up and went to the water cooler to get herself a glass of water. She then used it to rinse her mouth thoroughly.

Seeing this, Justin sneered, “We have a child together, you know. Which part of your body have I never

touched?”

“A*****e!” she repeated, as if it was the only expletive she knew. She raised her hand as if she was about to give him another slap.

But in the end, she simply lowered it.

Justin‘s eyes darkened as he stared deeply at her.

“Why didn‘t you hit me again?” he asked.

Tina took a deep breath to calm herself down and replied, “I‘m not totally blind to your intents, Justin , but I think I‘ve made myself clear... I have a boyfriend now.”

Justin‘s pupils shrank instantly. Only then did he realize what he had just done.

He rested his arms on the table and massaged his forehead hard. After a long while, he finally said in a low raspy voice, “I‘m sorry. I was being impulsive.” After that, he picked up his coat from the chair and turned to leave.

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“I won‘t be disturbing you with your work now,” said Justin.

“Okay,” Tina replied simply, having no intention of sending him off. “Close the door behind you.”

Justin suddenly paused his steps. Hearing that reply from her made him head out of the studio without even looking back.

Meanwhile, outside, Stella was already inside the car.

As Ben drove, he glanced at her through the rearview mirror.

“Who was that man, Mrs. Ford?”

“Professor Justin Hall,” Stella rested her chin on her hand and stared outside the window. “He used to teach Roger.”

Ben was struck with guilt momentarily when he heard Roger‘s name and thus avoided Stella‘s eye contact, “Oh, so that was Professor Hall, huh? No wonder he looked a little familiar...”

“Just a little?” Stella shot him a cold look. “I thought you should know him very well.”

Ben touched his nose and turned the steering wheel, saying, “You must be kidding, Mrs. Ford.”

Stella did not question him any further , but judging by how possessive Weston was, she knew that even the background of a male animal that got near her would be checked thoroughly, and since Ben was his assistant, he should naturally know everything about it.

“I‘ll take you back to Stardust Mansion now, Mrs. Ford. Mr. Ford should almost be done dealing with the rest. You‘ll have to appear in court tomorrow. Is there anything you‘re still unclear of?” Stella shook her head, then nodded, saying, “Ms. Hampton has explained everything clearly to me.” “That‘s good.”

Ben had been driving in an orderly manner, but suddenly

Bang! A white Porsche had rushed up from the side and hit them.

“What‘s going on?” Ben frowned and unbuckled the seat belt to get out of the car to check on the situation.

Just then, he saw someone familiar stepping out of the other car.

“Miss Cohen...” Ben was stunned for a moment. He was not expecting to see her here at all. “What are you doing here, Miss Cohen?”

Guinevere seemed a little surprised as well. She was wearing sunglasses, and her high heels clinked as she walked up toward him. “I was meeting a director in this area,” she replied.“ What are you doing here?”

As she spoke, she took a peek at the car behind Ben and saw Stella inside. Then, it seemed a realiziation hit her.

“So you brought her here to find a way to save her at the trial tomorrow, huh?”

Ben ignored her question and said, “I‘m sorry for hitting your car, Miss Cohen. Perhaps you can find out the total cost of the repairs and send the bill directly to my email, or perhaps...”

Even though Guinevere had clearly crashed into Ben‘s car, he knew he should offer to shoulder the blame based on social etiquette.

“That won‘t be necessary,” Guinevere refused generously, very satisfied with Ben‘s attitude. “It was all my fault. I‘ll call my insurance company over now.”

Ben nodded.

At that point, Stella got out of the car and asked, “What‘s going on?” “Just wait in the car, Mrs. Ford. We‘ll wait for the

insurance company to arrive, and I‘ll talk to them.”

Guinevere saw Stella, and she eyed her from top to bottom before strutting up to her with a sneer.

“It‘s been a while, Stella... Sealey...”

She uttered Stella‘s name slowly, hatred obviously pouring through her teeth, though she tried her best to conceal it.

Guinevere would never let Stella know how much she truly hated her because, to a woman, being hated by another woman could be seen as an accomplishment and a form of compliment.

So far, Guinevere had always been the one who was hated. She had never hated anyone before; she had only felt contempt for some.

It was precisely why she didn‘t want Stella to think that she ever gave her the time of day, yet at the same time, ‘Guinevere wanted nothing more than to eliminate Stella.

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Stella glanced at Guinevere and ignored her right away. She had no intention to put up a false pretense of courtesy , nor did she pay any attention to the apparent venom in her words.

Seeing this, Ben sighed in relief and nodded at Guinevere. He soon went to the insurance company representatives who had just arrived to speak to them.

Guinevere‘s eyes were icy. She suddenly went up behind Stella and told her, “I‘m sure you don‘t know about it yet, but Weston has agreed to marry me.

Stella abruptly paused her steps and turned around to · look at her without saying a word.

“You look like you don‘t believe me,” Guinevere observed. She sniggered and shook her head before getting nearer to her and said, “Why don‘t we have a little chat? Ben‘s right there, so I can’t do anything to you anyway.”

“If I‘m not mistaken ,” Stella stared coldly at her, “I‘m pretty sure that bigamy is illegal in this country.”

“Naturally, he‘ll divorce you first,” Guinevere casually explained. “And then he‘ll marry me.

“But you know how generous I‘ve always been, so even if

Weston wishes to keep you by his side, you know I won‘t complain.”

Stella clenched her fists and sneered, “I have no desire to be the third wheel.”

Guinevere shook her head and said in a sympathetic voice, “But what can I do? He wants something from me, so he has no choice but to agree to my demands. He seems completely obsessed with you, so he definitely won‘t let you go. It seems I have no other choice but to trouble you by being his secret mistress again...”

“What did he want from you?” Stella asked, her pupils suddenly dilated.

“Something to do with the murder case, of course.”

Guinevere checked her freshly manicured nails and casually added, “You didn‘t actually believe that he could just protect you without any problems, did you? Don‘t you know how serious this case is, not to mention how powerful Warren Ford is?”

“Don‘t ever forget,” Guinevere added with a contemptuous smile, “that if he decides to stand on your side, it means he‘ll have to go against the whole world. Protecting you is not that simple of a task, you know.” Guinevere tapped the corner of her mouth with her fingernails, smiling triumphantly, “With my help, however, things would be entirely different. After all, I am Zachary Ford‘s mother, and my words carry significant weight. If I am willing to sign a waiver and disavow the charges Warren Ford‘s side has thrown at you, your chances of winning the case increase dramatically, and your sentence will be much lighter too.”

“But you know full well that I didn‘t kill Zachary Ford!” Stella uttered each word slowly through clenched teeth.”

“You‘re still trying to deny it at this point?”

“Tsk tsk,” Guinevere shook her head. “The only thing the court cares about is evidence , Stella Sealey. Perhaps you‘re just too young to understand how powerful Warren Ford truly is. He may be old now, but he used to be unrivaled in his prime. To his credit, the Ford family also has an heir as impressive as Weston. So if a man like that decides to crush you with all his power, not even Weston could stand up against him. Weston needs me, don‘t you understand?”

Stella remained silent, her face white as a ghost.

Guinevere was extremely delighted by the sight.

“Didn‘t I tell you before?” she continued. “Someone like you will never be able to beat me. You‘re utterly unworthy of Weston–not in terms of your family background and not in any other aspect.” She then leaned closer to Stella‘s ear and softly added, “ Two years ago, I could make him choose me over you. Likewise, I can make him divorce you now and marry me instead.”

Finally, she declared, “You can never beat me, Stella Sealey.”

She had successfully provoked Stella , whose eyes were now totally reddened. Stella‘s hand suddenly flew up and slapped Guinevere‘s face

“Get out of my sight!” Stella snapped. “You‘re the most repulsive person I‘ve ever met!”

Guinevere gasped and stared at Stella incredulously.

“How dare you hit me!” she yelled before raising her hand to hit Stella back.

Just then, Ben rushed over from behind and stopped her.

“Miss Cohen!!! What are you trying to do?!” “Didn‘t you see?” Guinevere responded , pointing at her own face. “She slapped me first!”

“I‘m sorry, Miss Cohen... My duty is to protect Mrs. Ford.” In other words, he was only tasked to protect Stella, which meant he would never let anyone hurt her, regardless of their reason.

Guinevere was so enraged that her breathing became unsteady. “Fine!” she shoved Ben aside violently and huffed in anger. “You only have a few days left anyway!”

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“By the looks of it...” Guinevere added, giving Stella a cold derisive look as she spoke. “You‘ve obviously been kept in the dark by everyone around you.”

“Ben, do you have the guts to tell her what Weston has promised me, huh?” she scoffed. “Or what about all those women Weston‘s been fooling around with the last few days? Why don‘t you ask her if she can accept Weston doing all that?”

“I‘m the only one who can accept him no matter what he does,” she added. “And I‘m the only one who will always be by his side!”

She was so agitated that she did not notice Stella‘s clouded countenance.

Stella walked up to Guinevere and once again vehemently slapped her hard across the face Slap!

The noise rang crisply in the air.

Guinevere could hardly believe what just happened. Her eyes widened as she stared at the woman in front of her.

“You ”

She took a deep breath and intended to fight back, but

just as soon as she raised her hand, she was once again blocked by Ben. “Miss Cohen...” Ben uttered a little helplessly. “I‘m truly sorry.”

In fact, he could hardly be blamed for it. Stella had made her move too swiftly that he couldn‘t prevent it. By the time he noticed it, it was already too late, and Stella had already laid her hand on Guinevere. Still, he could not possibly let Guinevere retaliate and hurt Stella, even though it made him seem like he was acting unfairly against Guinevere.” “You did that on purpose!” Guinevere yelled, shaking with rage. “Why didn‘t you stop her when she hit me?!” “I‘m sorry,” Ben replied. “I only noticed what was happening when Mrs. Ford was done hitting you. The next thing I saw was you trying to hit her back...”

Guinevere was speechless. She gritted her teeth indignantly and turned to look into Stella‘s eyes. “Fine!” she spat. “Just you wait! Let‘s see how bold you‘ll be a few days from now!” She smiled, wiped the corner of her mouth, and added, “ Because you lost your child that day on the rooftop, Weston pitied you, and you used his guilt to make him stay with you. But things are different now...”

She did not bother to explain further , but Stella clearly understood what she was trying to say.

Guinevere meant to say that she now had the same leverage as Stella. Now, she, too, had lost a child, not just some unborn child but Zachary Ford, who had been very much alive not long ago. Now everyone assumed that Stella was the one who murdered Zachary.

If it was guilt that made Weston stay with Stella, then the guilt he felt for Guinevere must now be a thousand times heavier.

No matter how one looked at it, Stella had now completely lost.

In the end, Guinevere gave Stella one last cold glance before returning to her car.

Once they returned to Stardust Mansion , Stella headed straight into her room.

Ben hesitated for a while before telling Joan, “Please take good care of Mrs. Ford.”

Not knowing what had happened, Joan simply nodded. Soon afterward, Ben went directly to Weston and reported what had just happened.

Meanwhile, Belle was all tears, her face contorted by a deep grimace as she knelt in front of Weston, clutching the hem of his pants and begging, “Please save me, Mr. Ford...”

“It‘s Guinevere Cohen!” she continued. “She‘s gone mad! She‘s about to chop off my legs so I can never set foot in Ahn City ever again!!!”

Weston frowned and shoved her away without expression.

Nicole Douglas just sat there, her face deathly pale. Her lips were trembling, and she seemed not to have recovered her senses when she muttered , “Mr. Ford...“

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It was the first time Nicole had ever experienced anything like it. She had just escaped from Guinevere Cohen and wasn‘t as familiar with the situation as Belle was.

She truly would never have believed that in a society ruled by law, Guinevere would dare to act so rampantly... so rampantly that she wanted to chop her hands off! Guinevere cursed and yelled at her, saying she never wanted her to play the piano ever again!

Nicole didn‘t want to be like Belle. She didn‘t want to kneel in front of Weston, crying and begging him in the hopes that he would pity her and help her.

But being in a really desperate situation and having no other choice, she could only come here and ask for his help. “I seriously don‘t understand what I‘d done wrong,” Nicole said. “Why would that Guinevere Cohen woman do such a horrible thing to us...”

She turned to Weston and, in a choked voice, continued,” Mr. Ford, this is a matter between you and her. Why should I suffer for it?”

“What do I have to do with her?” Weston tugged at the folds of his pants lightly. His move was so nonchalant

that it gave him an air of utter coldness.

“Everyone in Ahn City knows that I‘m already married,” he continued. “I have nothing to do with Guinevere Cohen. If you have any problems with her, then you should go directly to her.”

“But...” Nicole‘s eyes widened in disbelief.

“But Miss Cohen clearly attacked us because of you...”

“Stop it,” Belle quickly cut Nicole off. She could hardly believe that Nicole could be this naive.

“This is all Guinevere Cohen‘s fault. It has nothing to do with Mr. Ford. We‘re only here to ask for his help, not to make any demands, do you understand?” Belle found Nicole‘s simple–mindedness almost unbearable. How could she still not understand the whole situation yet? How could she still assume that Weston Ford would help them simply on the principle of justice? This man was a capitalist wolf, not a charitable philanthropist. How could Nicole really assume that she could persuade him to help them just by saying a few words?

Besides, all of this was Weston Ford‘s plan, to begin with.

He had been setting up the snares from the start, tricking everyone into thinking that he was interested in them, thus triggering Guinevere‘s ire and provoking her to take revenge.

By that point, Weston could easily wipe his hands clean of

them and just minded his own business, so if they wanted to live, their only choice was to come to him and beg for his help

As for why Weston Ford would do this, there could only be one explanation – he must have wanted to use them somehow. He must have wanted them to do something for him.

Belle had to admit that this man had the terrifying ability to read through other people‘s minds, especially when it was pertinent to achieving his goals.

She hated herself for falling so stupidly into his hands!

Why could she not control her feelings and fall into his traps the moment she saw him again? Even after having learned such a harsh lesson once in the past?

It was already too late when she finally understood that the problem didn‘t lie with Guinevere‘s hatred for them since all these fell under Weston Ford‘s plans and calculations.

She could not help but relent to the fact that ordinary people like them just simply could not compare to a man like Weston Ford. They were just on entirely different levels.

This man was renowned for being all–powerful and unrivaled in the field of business after all, so it should not have come as a surprise that he was an artful and devious man with his own plans up his sleeves.

“Please...” she continued to beg. “Please save us, Mr. Ford ... We‘re willing to do anything...”

She reached out her hand and tried to grasp his pants again, but the contempt in his eyes crept into her mind and she decided against it.

“Mr Ford...” she looked at him and tearfully pleaded.“ Please save us...”

“Why should we beg for his help?” Nicole was still confused. “Wasn‘t it all because of him that Guinevere Cohen attacked us? He should be helping us deal with this matter anyway, right?”

“Shut up!” Belle glared at her.

“Didn‘t you hear what Mr. Ford said? He has nothing to do with Guinevere Cohen. She did this to us on her own accord, so what right do we have to demand him to deal with this? If Mr. Ford is willing to help us, then it will all be due to his kindness and generosity, but if he‘s not, it‘ll still be perfectly reasonable for him to do so...”

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Belle had spoken very well.

But Weston merely glanced indifferently at her and asked, “You‘re willing to do anything?”

“Yes!” Belle nodded repeatedly. “Anything! But I really don‘t want my feet chopped off, Mr. Ford...”

Weston lit up another cigarette, his fingers rubbing against each other lightly as he looked over to Nicole.“ What about you?”

Nicole suddenly collapsed to the floor as if her soul had just escaped her body. Only then did she realize that it had all been a trap.

She had assumed Weston had been kind to her and even paid off all her debts because he had taken a fancy to her, or that at least he harbored some feelings for her.

Never did it occur to her that he had done all that just to provoke Guinevere , subsequently causing her to attack them, which in turn, forced them to work with Weston in exchange for their own safety.

In their current position, they had no other choice but to do what Weston wanted. How else would they escape Guinevere‘s clutches otherwise?

This man truly was terrifying, a thousand times more

terrifying than Guinevere Cohen, in fact. “How could you do this to me?!” she asked tearfully.“ Never mind Belle, but what have I ever done to you to deserve this?!”

Even then, Nicole still thought of herself as a class above Belle or those other women like her.

It would be perfectly understandable for Weston Ford to use and manipulate women like Belle, but Nicole was different. She was pure and innocent. Why would he help her and build her up, only to shove her down and drag her to hell?

Weston was in no mood to humor the naive sentiments of an immature woman. The cloud of smoke curled upwards from the tip of his fingers, amalgamating with the facial features that made him seem even more striking and intimidating

He narrowed his eyes and said, “I‘m sure you‘ve both heard of the oleander poisoning case.”

“Y–Yes...” Belle and Nicole answered simultaneously.

Weston paused.

“Belle,” he began again in a perfectly calm voice, not unlike a prowling lion slowly luring its prey, “you have a history with Guinevere that made you hate her. That was why you‘ve always been planning to kill her son...”

As soon as she heard this, Belle‘s eyes were as wide as

saucers. Her face turned sickly white, and she felt a chill down her back.

“B–But, Mr. Ford...”

Weston seemed oblivious to Belle‘s horrified face. He turned to Nicole and told her, “And you needed a big sum of money to settle your debts. It just so happens that a sum of money has been transferred to you from Belle‘s account. That‘s because you‘re her helper and her witness.”

Nicole was stupefied. She knew that Weston had given her a large sum of money so that she could go back to school, but she had never thought about where that money came from,

She had always assumed that it had come from Weston without giving it much thought.

Belle was suddenly struck with a realization. She crawled forward on her knees and asked, “Mr. Ford, are you saying that you want us to take the blame for Stella Sealey?”

Weston raised his hand and massaged his eyebrows.

“You‘d be taking the blame for her if she was guilty,” he corrected her in an impatient tone, “but she is not guilty.”

He glanced over at the two women on the floor and added, “If the situation ever gets too perilous for her, I want both of you to keep her safe, understand?”

“You mean…” Belle said with trembling lips, finally understanding the whole situation, “You‘ll try to get the lightest sentence for her, but if that fails, then you want both of us to take the blame. Is that correct?”

Weston‘s true intentions were plain to see. He did not answer any more of their questions. All he did was brush the ashes off his body and casually say, “Don‘t worry. Even if you‘re both needed in the end, my team of lawyers will do whatever they can to fight for you. The worst that could happen is staying in prison for a few years, that‘s all.”

With his piercing eyes, he raised his head and swept a glance over Belle and Nicole‘s faces.

“That‘s still a lot better than losing your limbs, right?”

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Belle was shaken to her core, but after a moment, she suddenly thought of something and quickly crawled up to Weston. Tugging at his trousers, she asked, “But why must I be the murderer? Why can‘t I be the witness...?”

She then tearfully begged, “Can you please let Nicole be the murderer and make me the witness instead?”

Belle was not an idiot. Of course, she knew that playing different roles meant shouldering different consequences. She also knew that there was no way she could persuade Weston to change his plans, but she still had no desire to go to prison, even if only for a few years.

“It‘s not my decision,” Weston frowned. “Everything has been decided based on the motive and evidence. Don‘t make things awkward for me.”

He shoved her hands away as he spoke and got up to his feet. He pulled out a wet wipe nearby and wiped his trousers before hurling it into the bin.

“There will be lawyers coming here later to inform you about what to do next,” he said. “Once everything is over, you will get whatever your heart desires. I‘ll give you thirty minutes to think it over. If you refuse, I won‘t force you to change your mind – the door is right there–you can show yourselves out.”

There were only the two of them left in the room now.

It was the first time Nicole ever felt such a downright chill. Fear radiated from her bones. She collapsed in a dark corner and turned to Belle in panic, ignoring the fact that she had looked down on her all along.

“Did Weston Ford really mean what he said?” she asked.“ Is he really going to throw us to Guinevere Cohen if we don’t do what he wants...?”

“How can you still be so naive?!” Belle wiped her tears and stood up. “Why else would he say that? Do you think he‘s toying with us and playing this trick on us because he likes us?”

“I just thought...” Nicole clenched her fists. “I just thought that he might be, at the very least, a good man...”

Belle responded as if she had just heard a funny joke.

“He is indeed an outstanding man,” she told Nicole. “But he‘s not a good man.” “Then what should we do now?”

“What else can we do?! We only have two choices now either we agree to do what Weston Ford wants, or we fall into Guinevere Cohen‘s hands. Unless....” Belle fell silent for a moment before adding, “You can also choose to go to Guinevere Cohen and reveal Weston

Ford‘s plans to her. Perhaps she might let you off because of it, but that‘s completely up to you.” “But...” Nicole hesitated. “Even if we go to Guinevere. with Weston‘s plans... Will she really protect us?”

Compared to Guinevere Cohen, Weston Ford seemed a lot more reliable. At least he was the kind of man who would never go back on his words. He always delivered on his promises.

“Looks like you‘re finally using your brain,” Belle sighed. “Even if we don‘t want to help Weston Ford, we still can‘t go to Guinevere Cohen because that woman is just pure evil! She does whatever she likes without giving a single thought about anything else...” “So the only choice we have is quietly being the scapegoats?” Belle gave her a derisive look and said, “At least you get to be the witness! You won‘t have to go to prison, unlike me!”

Nicole‘s eyelashes trembled hard as if she could still not wrap her head around the reality of her situation. In fact, it was only when the team of lawyers arrived that the two women finally realized the gravity of the situation they were in.

The black Maybach pierced through the air at high speed.

Ben was giving Weston a report when he glanced at the time and said, “Those two have agreed, Mr. Ford.” It happened a little sooner than they expected. “Okay,” Weston responded simply. Ben looked at Weston‘s striking profile and couldn‘t help but sigh.

“You really care about Mrs. Ford a lot, don‘t you, Mr. Ford

Thanks to this incident, Weston had basically gotten no rest at all. In order to ensure that she would not go to jail, he had been considering every possible solution whether it was cooperating with Xavier Ford to quash the power wielded by Warren Ford or compromising with Guinevere Cohen so she would sign a waiver and withdraw the charges against Stella, or even planning a third contingency by letting Belle and Nicole take the blame in case the tide really turned against Stella.

He gave every aspect and angle a long and thoughtful consideration , all in the hopes that he could obliterate the possibility of Stella going to jail. Weston said nothing in reply and fell silent for a while before asking him, “How‘s she doing?”

Ben‘s first reaction was to tell him about the chance meeting between Stella and Guinevere, emphasizing the fact that Stella had slapped Guinevere twice.