Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 406

Even as he patted Zack on the back, Chris was watching for Wendy’s reaction-seeing that there was
none, he presumed that she was just asking casually. Breathing a sigh of relief, he chuckled at her.
“Really? Are you getting jealous like a teenage girl at your age?” Wendy raised a brow. “And I guess
you’re an expert on young girls?” “You’re just giving me rope to hang myself, huh?” Chris retorted as he
returned Zack to her.” That said, you’ll always be a young girl in my perspective.”

As Zack put an arm over Wendy’s shoulder and leaned on her, she smiled. “You really shouldn’t listen to
hearsay all the time. Don’t you know how I feel toward you? It’s been years, and you should start
believing in me.” Despite her smile, Wendy felt cold inwardly. Are all men geniuses when it comes to
deception? Did he not feel guilty at all when he said something like that?

***

Within the Ford Corporation offices, everyone in the meeting room was afraid to make a sound.

Weston was frowning as he listened to a proposal presentation, and there seemed to be a chilling
pressure weighing down on everyone around the conference table. After all, everyone could tell that
Weston was upset. “Who’s the head of the strategy department?” he asked icily after the presenter was
finished. While everyone around the table was fidgeting nervously, a middle-aged man slowly rose to his
feet. “… Mr. Ford, is there a problem?”

“‘Is there a problem? I should be asking that, don’t you think?” Weston snapped, and flung the papers in
front of him at the man. “None of this makes sense. What did I pay you for?!”

It was natural that there was a gap in work effectiveness between the branch in Fern City and the
headquarters at Ahn City. The employees there were naturally under the impression that they could get a
passing mark by posting the same numbers they did last year, and naturally did not expect that Weston



could be so demanding. “I’m sorry, Mr. Ford. There may have been a mistake with the initial
budgeting…”

“Save it-I don’t need excuses. Just submit a new proposal before next week. I want results.”

With that, Weston rose to his feet.

Ben quickly issued further instructions before following Weston out of the meeting room.

“Mr. Ford, we have another appointment soon. I don’t think we can make it back to Stardust Mansion
tonight in time…”

“Yeah,” Weston replied. “Just remind me to call her when she’s done.”

They would be sitting around a dining table by then, and there was a chance that Weston would get too
busy. As such, he should give Stella a head’s up so that she would not have to keep waiting alone back
home.

“Yes, Mr. Ford,” Ben said, and whipped out his phone to double-check the schedule for the rest of the
day.

He tapped on the usual chat group by reflex, and paused when he saw a particular image. He quickly
looked up at Weston, but he had no idea if he should mention it.

Weston stopped in his tracks and turned toward him. “What is it?”

Ben hesitated again, and then said, “You should look at this, Mr. Ford…” He tapped on the image to
show Weston.

Weston frowned, and scowled the instant he looked at the screen-he promptly grabbed the phone and
enlarged the image.



He noticed right away that it was Stella, and it was a picture of her taking a fall. While he was under the
impression that she was filming, he then saw that her cuts and bruises were not fake.

Tapping out of the image, he saw that it was Guinevere who sent it, and the caption was:

[The dedication of this extra! She leaped off from this end of the cliff, and was dangling off a cable for
hours without protective gear! It really is hard to make money these days!) Naturally, it was only available
from Ben’s account…


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