Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 527

“Humans could be humble, but should never be despicable,” she enunciated slowly. “Someone like you
isn‘t qualified to be my opponent.”

In the empty restroom, there was a burst of applause after Joyce left crying.

“That speech was so wonderful.” Guinevere came out of the shadow slowly and looked at Stella‘s face.
“You really look so much like her...”

She could not help but sigh. “You‘re really like that woman, but with a different personality.”

If it was that old Stella, she would never be so harsh on Joyce. The old Stella was always forgiving and
willing to let things go.

Ella was different. She would fight back.

Stella walked to her directly. “Why are you targeting me?”

This was the first time Stella had questioned Guinevere in so many days.

She knew Guinevere was behind this. Otherwise, Joyce would not have changed so much.

Joyce deserved her fate. However, the one behind her was unharmed. She stood in front of Stella and
eyed her up and down.

“I‘m really curious. Why do you have so many enemies?”

Guinevere could not understand it. “Aren‘t you quite likable in the crew? Why are there so many people
who hate you?”



When Guinevere said this, she did not realize the jealousy in her own tone.

“Earlier, Angelina even spoke up for you. If Brooke had not stopped Yates, he might have stood up for
you too. There‘s Bradley too... Ella, why are you blessed?”

“You‘re exaggerating. We‘re just helping each other as friends. I‘m more curious about your purpose.
Why are you targeting me?”

Guinevere‘s question did not distract Stella, who insisted on saying, “Before this, you deliberately threw
a tantrum in the set for no reason. When you were acting with me, you deliberately made mistakes.
You even made me work as your body double. I have been keeping track of these. Guinevere, tell me–
did you do these on purpose?”

Guinevere‘s smile disappeared as she looked at her clear eyes. There was nothing but gloom. “What
else can it be? Well, I really hate you.”

Stella‘s mouth was set in a tight line.

Guinevere had always pretended to be friendly in front of outsiders. It was the first time she had
expressed her hate so straightforwardly.

Stella got used to seeing Guinevere in a perfect mask and acting like a goddess in front of everyone.

It was rare to see her reveal her true, ugly colors.

“Just because I have a face exactly like your old friend?”

“You already have the answer. Why do you have to ask me again? Is it really necessary?”

“You want to kill me just because of my face?”



Stella found Guinevere ridiculous. She was still the same as before. In the past, she deliberately set up
a kidnapping just to test Weston‘s love for her. She forced him to choose between them.

She gambled with others‘ lives.

Guinevere was still the same. She was as self-willed as before.

“Do you really think you‘re so high and mighty that you could dictate the fate of others?” Stella‘s voice
suddenly became cold. “I have to say you‘re really just like Weston. You‘re a good match for him.
You‘re both... disgusting




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