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Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 602
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Chapter 602

Stella propped her chin up and nodded softly. “It was probably more than an ordinary relationship issue, wasn’t it?”

Guinevere turned her back to her and pressed her temple. It seemed that Weston had told her a little about Stella

but not the details.

She sneered, “She was just a stupid woman who threatened Weston with suicide because she couldn’t get him. Do

you think Weston really loved her? He’s just feeling guilty because of her death. That’s why he’s seeking comfort in

you.”

Stella did not say anything, but her eyes had turned cold.

Guinevere laughed again and said, “You’re as naive as her. If Weston really loved Stella, why did he divorce her and

be with me? In other words, I’m more important than any of you.”

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Stella curled the corners of her mouth with an unchanged expression.

Guinevere noticed that Stella was unmoved, then her eyes changed. “I’m not actually targeting you. I just want to

show you the right way… Besides, you’re going to be in the entertainment business. I’m sure you don’t want to be

my enemy.”

“Is there some kind of lesson you’re trying to instil? I’m all ears.” Stella smiled.

Guinevere said, “I don’t want to see you around Weston

anymore.”

“You should talk to Weston about that.” Stella said with an innocent look, “He’s so powerful. If you can’t even

negotiate with him, how can a nobody like me refuse

him?”

“You…” Guinevere seemed annoyed by her and laughed mockingly. “I think you’ve never wanted to refuse him.

With a man like him by your side, you’ll only try to please him more to climb the ladders!”

“Well, since you’ve said that, maybe I should comply with your wishes. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be meaningless for

me to bear such a reputation?” Stella said, “I’ll consider your advice and climb the ladder with Weston’s power.” 

She saw Guinevere’s face suddenly turn cold and felt nothing but pleasure. When Guinevere had pushed her to the

verge back then, had she ever thought she would be in

this situation one day?

Guinevere kept staring at Stella’s face and muttered,“ You’re not like her… You’re not like her at all…”

Ella was nothing like Stella, except for her face. Ella had a completely different personality from Stella. Stella would

never talk to her like that.

“Only your face is like hers. Nothing else about you is similar . Aren’t you afraid that Weston will find out one day?

Wouldn’t he lose interest in you after learning that you’re so different from Stella?”

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“That’s a question for later.” Stella smiled. “I only live in the moment. After all, just like you said, I’m just a nobody

and a small actress. If I refuse Weston, you can easily crush me in minutes. At least now, he’s around to protect

me. You’ll have to consider what he’d think before you attack me, right?”

Guinevere laughed out loud at her reply. “Do you really think you’re somebody? Have you slept with him?”

Her expression suddenly turned fierce and vicious. “You seem confident about him protecting you. You must’ve

served him well.”

Stella knew Guinevere was getting defensive. She

deliberately looked at her eyes and said nonchalantly,” Well, men… aren’t they all the same?”

She said indifferently, “They only care about how they feel in bed, but I don’t really care. I only care about the

benefits I could gain from him… Well, Mr. Ford is good – looking and has a great body. He’s an outstanding man,

and not many men are comparable to him. I have nothing to lose.”

She sounded incredibly comfortable and spoke like she was thinking about Weston’s performance in bed. “I enjoyed

myself most of the time, but sometimes, it’s just too tiring…”

Then, Stella frowned, as if she was distressed. “Ms. Cohen, you should quench his desires. Don’t always let him

torment me. I have work to do too…”