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Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 485
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Chapter 485

Although he was competing against Weston for the family inheritance, he did not

forget his duty as an uncle in a time like this, even when it came at the expense of

family ties.

At the very least, he couldn’t allow anyone to get the opportunity to blame him

because of such a stupid reason.

Stella snapped back to attention and yelled, “That’s enough!”

“Weston. You’ll kill him if you go on like this...” she pleaded.

Although Weston slowed down in his movements, he did not stop completely— his

eyes were bloodshot and filled with fearsome rage.

Stella took a deep breath and said with her voice quivering, “Don’t be like this. I’m

afraid he’ll...”

Her words finally made Weston slowly release his hands. He shook out his wrists and

spoke coldly through gritted teeth at the man who was half-dead, “You really should

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pray that she is fine, otherwise, killing you a hundred times over today wouldn’t be

enough to make up for it.”

The man’s face was covered with blood, and he could no longer speak properly. He

could only repeatedly stammer out his apologies as if traumatized by the beating, “I

was wrong...don’t hit me...”

Weston called for a staff member to bring him away. He walked towards Stella and

carefully gathered her in his arms. “Are you all right?”

Stella nodded, “I’m fine.”

Daisy and Chris were still behind him.

Daisy couldn’t help but step forward and say in a small voice, “I’m sorry, Mr. Ford. It’s

all my fault. If it weren’t for me, Ms. Steele wouldn’t have gotten hurt.”

Weston didn’t even bother looking up. He was only concerned with checking Stella’s

body for wounds. “Since you know that you’re trouble, then clean up your mess

quickly. I don’t want to see this man around any longer.”

Daisy’s eyes shifted as if she understood what he meant. “I will clean things up well.”

He did not give her so much as a glance throughout their conversation.

Instead, he simply hauled Stella up in his arms and left.

Daisy’s eyes were filled with hurt, and she made a move to follow behind them, but

she felt a sudden weight on her shoulders.

She turned back and looked into a pair of curious eyes.

Chris looked straight into her eyes as his own narrowed, “You rejected me not

because of that man just now, not because of work, and not because of any other

reason... do you fancy Weston?”

Daisy flung his arm away and cried, “Don’t talk nonsense! Mr. Ford is my boss. How

could I have such thoughts about him? I’m not one to seek office romance!”

She reacted strongly, vastly different from her usual calm and composed manner. His

words were like a pebble rippling through a quiet and calm lake.

As much as she vehemently denied it, what else was there for Chris not to

comprehend?

He chuckled and wiped the blood off his first. “There’s no need for you to deny it. I

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know a woman in love when I see one.”

He looked slightly disappointed. “I didn’t expect this at all. Just now, what I did to

stand up for you hardly gained your favor.

Yet, Weston’s behavior was enough to break your heart and make you miserable. ”

“I really don’t...” Daisy felt helpless.

She still wanted to explain herself, but Chris clearly did not believe her. “Since you

claim that you don’t like him, prove it to me.”

Daisy tightened her grip on the bottom hem of her shirt. “How do you want me to

proveit to you?”

“You know what I want.”

Chris bent over and whispered something into her ear. His voice was low and hoarse

as he coaxed her.

He saw the ice in Daisy’s eyes melting, and the satisfaction of a predator conquering

a prey emerged in his heart.

He finally managed to get his hands on a woman who had been difficult to deal with

from the start.

Nothing else could beat such a feeling of accomplishment for a predator like him.