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Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1196
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Chapter 1196 The next day, at Ford Corporation , Daisy was reporting the outcome of yesterday‘s meeting to

Weston Ford. “The project discussion yesterday went very well, Mr. Ford...” 

The makeup on her face was a little thicker than usual, which made her look slightly pale. Last night, in order to

score the project, she had been held up by those men until late. 

“Mr. Smith told me that as soon as we put our signatures down, they‘d start the work immediately. They also .

assured me that if I sign the contract with them, they‘d be able to approve it right away...” 

Weston tapped on the table with his fingers and swept a quick glance over her. Even though he‘d been paying little

attention so far, he felt he should say a few words to remind her now. 

“Ford Corporation has enough strength and capital on its own to win projects without requiring its employees to

resort to special means, you know.” 

Daisy understood the meaning between the lines right away, and it felt like a slap on her face. Her pale face turned

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beet red in seconds. 

“I didn‘t use any special means at all, Mr. Ford, I was just 

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She had no idea what to say next. After a long pause, she clenched her fists and, in an angry tone and told him, “I

was only working as hard as I could to win that project without using any dirty tricks! I assure you I never did

anything inappropriate with those men!” 

She then turned on her heels and left. 

As he watched her stomping angrily out of the door, Weston‘s only reaction was to look away with impatience. 

The telephone on his table rang. It was Ben. He informed Weston of the next meeting in his schedule. 

“Okay,” he replied briefly, his eyes devoid of any expression, “let them in.” Soon afterward, the sound of clinking

high heels rang. from the door. When Weston looked up, he saw someone that he never expected to see here. 

Stella, clad in a black dress that accentuated her curves, was leaning against the door and smiling gently at him. 

At that moment, Weston wondered if he was actually dreaming 

He had been suffering from severe insomnia in the past three years –over a thousand sleepless nights. On some of

those nights, he would occasionally catch glimpses of 

her. She would appear before him, but as soon as he reached out to touch her, she would disappear instantly like a

popped bubble. 

This time though, Stella really was right in front of him, and she was slowly walking toward him. 

“I‘ve been waiting for your response, but you were silent the whole time, so I took the initiative to walk into your

office without your permission. You don‘t mind my bad manners, do you, Mr. Ford?” 

Stella‘s voice pulled Weston back to reality. 

Without so much as a word, he took her into his arms and pulled her down onto his lap. 

“You can always come into my office anytime you like,” he told her. “You know I‘ll always welcome you here.” 

Stella frowned ever so slightly, feeling a little disgusted by his gesture inside, but still keeping a smile on her face.

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She pressed his shoulder to get up to her feet and said, “ I‘m here to discuss business matters with you today, Mr.

Ford. It would be an inconvenience if you keep groping me like that.” 

“And besides ...” Stella tapped her light pink lips gently with her slender finger. The makeup on her face was sweet

and delicate, yet the words that would come out of her mouth were unimaginably hurtful. “I think I‘ve told yoư

before that I have a boyfriend now, haven‘t I? I must ask you to restrain yourself, Mr. Ford.” 

As soon as she finished speaking, she could feel the man‘s grip on her body tighten. The next thing she knew, she

was completely overpowered by him as he covered her lips with his own and kissed her so vehemently that it made

her head spin. 

Weston held her very tightly, pinning her down between his office table and his chest, giving her no chance of

escape as he continued to kiss her with the fiercest of passions. 

The kiss went on until she was almost out of breath. Then he spread out his gentle little kisses on every inch of her

skin, from her lips down to her neck, then slowly back up to her face again, where he playfully licked her cheek. 

It was as if he could never get enough of every inch of her body. 

Then, his hand wandered down below her waist; his smooth and effortless movements only told of how well he

knew that part of hers.