Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1142

Chapter 1142Chapter 1142 Wendy took a step backward and looked at Guinevere, then at Chris, who was standing in
place, dumbfounded.” Great, just great. Zachary, who I‘ve been raising as a grandson, is actually the son
of you two! Hah! Hahaha!”
She burst out laughing. She laughed fiercely, and her tears were falling uncontrollably.
The more she spoke, the paler Chris‘ face became.
He wanted to go up and explain to her, but his feet seemed nailed to the spot, preventing him from
walking. His hands started to tremble. It was summer, but his back was soaked with sweat.
He never thought that Wendy would discover it. Of course, he knew this would happen someday, but he
never expected it to happen now.
The secret he had kept for so long had been revealed so easily.
LLLLL
Suddenly, something flashed across his mind-if Weston announced this in the press conference, didn‘t
this mean that everyone must‘ve known about it already? Having figured it out, Guinevere shrieked
loudly, covering her ears and screaming like crazy.
It was the very thing she had refused to face, yet it would be exposed like a gaping wound.
She stood up, looked at the people in front of her in uncertainty, and then broke down and ran out.
All the reporters at the press conference were stunned. The man in front of them was still as cold and
reserved as he always was. It was as if his disappearance for the last few days meant nothing. Donning
a full suit, he sat in the middle. Though all the microphones and cameras were pointing at him, he moved
around with practiced ease, as if he were a noble.
“I have said everything I needed to say. Any questions?”
“Mr. Ford, is it true what you just said?”
“Of course.”
The reporter was so shocked that he could not speak.
“You just said that Zachary is the son of your father and Guinevere. Then why was it rumored before that
he was yours?”
“It was just a rumor. I never admitted it. I never clarified it simply for the sake of preserving his dignity.”
When he said that, everyone came to a realization.
Guinevere had been, in fact, the only player all this while. Weston had never cooperated with her, and he did this by showing no affection.
At first, they thought it was simply not in Weston‘s interest , but little did they expect that Zachary was not
his son.
“So then, the feud between you three...”
“There is only one thing I want to clarify in this press conference: my wife, Stella, has no reason to kill
Zachary,” Weston interrupted indifferently. 1
He knew the public was under the impression that she killed Zachary out of jealousy.
Only he knew that he was the actual person she intended to kill.
He didn‘t care at all whether she killed Zachary by mistake; all he had to do now was tell the truth and
keep Guinevere from slandering Stella.
“Guinevere and I were never like what the tabloids put. It was always a means to cover up a family
scandal.”
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