Mr. Ford Is Jealous
Chapter 535

Chapter 535 He smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry. I was just casually asking..."

"I'm feeling unwell. I'll stop dancing."

"Alright, then..."

Angelina looked in Stella's direction worriedly. She also wondered about the masked man's identity.

Stella was already at the center of attention. As soon as Weston appeared, she could feel the gaze coming from all directions Now, everyone was curious about her identity.

"Say, this little actress... Could she be the daughter of a rich family? She's probably a low-

profile person who rarely shows herself. Could it be that she's here to experience the life of the entertainment industry?"

"That's possible as well. No one knows her..."

"Her temperament is nothing like an ordinary person's."

"How is she ordinary? She attracted the attention of so many bigwigs..."

"Not even Ms. Cohen has such a presence."

Those people who were deliberately belittling Stella earlier to please Guinevere felt a little restless. They were worried that Stella had a strong background. In that case, did they just get themselves in trouble? Meanwhile, on the other side, Guinevere was still waiting for

Weston's reply. She paled and trembled with her nails deep in her palms.

She had wanted to make a fool of Stella, but she did not expect to make her the center of attention instead. Anger, jealousy, and resentment grew in her heart.

All she had was a face like Stella's -she hated that face so much.

Why was there another face like Stella's in this world? She should never exist in this world.

Endless dark thoughts were screaming in her head. Guinevere knew she must not lose her temper, but she could not hide all her emotions perfectly. As she stared at Stella, a glint of hatred

flashed in her eyes.

Stella...

She clenched her fist tighter as her gaze became more and more vicious. If she could, she wanted to kill her.

"What the h*ll is Weston doing? Why isn't he answering the call?"

Ben replied late and said on the phone, "Mr. Ford is busy. He's probably in a meeting... If you have any urgent matters, I'll pass the message to him later..."

Guinevere did not answer, but her face immediately darkened. Her grim face scared her male partner beside her. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Guinevere took a deep breath and hung up immediately. She kept glaring at the two on the dance floor.

The music changed from a soothing waltz to a passionate tango. The men and women were spinning on the dance floor.

Weston held Stella by the waist and slowly swayed to the music. As they danced, he kept staring at her with deep eyes.

In the past, she liked his eyes the most. It felt like she could easily fall into his eyes when he looked at her like this.

However, her heart was silent now. She asked calmly, "How are you going to end this?"

"Let's finish this dance and leave the rest to me." He did not seem to be worried about her concerns at all. Instead, he savored her nervousness. "When you were about to accept Bradley's invitation, I thought you liked dancing."

Stella remained quiet. Weston suddenly inched closer, as if to kiss her. Stella turned away immediately.

A sense of embarrassment washed over her as she noticed the glances. "What do you want?"

"What do I want? Don't you know the best?" Weston was so close that he was almost kissing her ear. "Hey, stay away from Bradley, okay?"

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