Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 342

The man did not say anything. Instead, he looked at her in fascination. “It seems like you
have become clever now and know how to make use of your resources.”

The things that could be found on the Internet were no match for the information that could be obtained
from real people.

What was even rarer was the foresight given by professionals.

There was no doubt that Stella‘s consultation with Weston was the equivalent of asking a corporate giant
for advice on professional prospects.

Many people would not get such an opportunity even if they were to spend a fortune on it.

“If it‘s difficult for you, I won‘t ask anymore.” She knew when to stop.

Hearing her say that, he chuckled. Sitting beside her, he picked her up.

The two were lying on the bed. The man did not care about the cramped space and held her in his arms.

She couldn‘t help but nudge. “What are you doing?” “Taking a nap with you.” “Didn‘t I tell you that Roger
is coming over later? We can‘t let him see us like this.” “He is coming over in the evening. There is still
time. Sleep with me for a while, then I will answer your questions. How does that sound?”

Only then did she reluctantly stay in his arms.

Seeing her behaving herself, he kissed her forehead and stroked her hair, then started detailing the pros
and cons of Roger studying abroad. He was very pertinent, and she listened very carefully.

He knew those universities abroad better than she did.

After the analysis, she had a clearer picture in her mind.



“If Roger can get a full scholarship, it will mean that he is very talented in that area.”

“Indeed, but it still depends on his own choice in the end.” As he was stroking her head, he suddenly
looked into her eyes. “He got the scholarship?” She nodded. “He is always very bright!”

Her tone was rather proud.

His eyes darkened. It seemed that he was not very willing to hear her praising another man. He suddenly
pressed against her forehead and kissed her nose, then moved down to her philtrum, finally sliding down
to her lips and kissing her deeply.

He only let go of her when she could not breathe. “Tell me –––who‘s better? Me or him?” She was
gasping, and her face blushed. “There is no comparison between the two of you.”

He tilted her chin up to make her look at him.

She had a pair of amber eyes, pure and clear. They were filled with his reflection at the moment

He was very pleased with this and bit her nose lightly. “Indeed.

“He is your brother, while I am your man.”

After Weston left, Guinevere felt restless. After Wendy brought Zachary back to his room, she took out
her phone immediately. “Where did he go? Did he go to Lowe Garden again to find that woman named
Belle?” She did not think so, as she had already taught that woman a good lesson. She would not dare
to pester him now! Then where was he?

The person on the other end of the phone also sounded a little uncertain. “We have informed Lowe
Garden about it. Belle can‘t meet with Mr. Ford now, unless he has found out...” “You are not sure?
Again? If you guys are so uncertain, what is the use of spending so much money to hire you guys!“. “We
apologize, Ms. Cohen. We will investigate now.” “You really should. Otherwise, don‘t even think about



getting a cent from me!” “Understood.” After hanging up the call, she suddenly had a headache. She felt
dizzy as some fragment–like memories began to appear again.


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