Chapter 803 The new international project signaled Ford Corporation‘s rise in the near future, not just as the most
powerful organization in the country but also as a major player in the international market.
Because of that, new customers flooded in when the news of the project broke out.
In other words, Weston could not afford to turn these businessmen away – he was obliged to treat them well.
“Let them in,” he finally decided after a long consideration.
Stella‘s eyes widened in disbelief. She glared at Weston. What was he thinking, letting the guests in when she was
still down here?!
Weston seemed to be able to guess what was on Stella‘s mind. He reached down and patted her head to reassure
her, but to his surprise , she slapped his hand away and even bit his finger.
“Ow!” Weston groaned under his breath. He grimaced and pinched her cheek as a warning not to do that again.
Daisy noticed his strange expression and asked, “What‘s wrong, Mr. Ford?”
“Nothing,” replied Weston with a straight face. “You can
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlet them in now.”
“Yes, Mr. Ford...”
Shortly afterward, a group of people–foreign businessmen and some other partners of Ford Corporation–entered
the office.
Stella had planned to sneak out once Daisy left, but to her dismay, there was not much time between Daisy‘s exit
and the entrepreneurs ‘ entrance. As soon as she tried to step out from under the desk, she could hear the
approaching footsteps from the door. Resigned, she settled back down under the desk and waited there quietly.
Weston shot her a quick glance and had to suppress his laughter when he saw her crestfallen look.
Stella noticed this, and it gave her a naughty idea. She crawled on her knees towards Weston and bit one of his
fingers dangling under the desk.
Weston frowned and smacked her head lightly. He never knew that she could be this fiendish. But as he looked
down, all he could see was Stella kneeling quietly under the desk while gazing up at him with big, innocent eyes.
This time, Daisy was sure that she heard a suspicious sound. Even everyone else in the room could tell that
something was going on.
“Is there something under the desk, Mr. Ford?”
“Not really,” Weston denied, withdrawing his hands from under the desk. “It‘s just a cat.”
“A cat?” one of the guests responded in astonishment. “I never knew that Mr. Ford was a cat person!”
Daisy joined in the laughter too.
“Why have I never heard that Mr. Ford is the kind that likes cats?” she commented. The overly familiar tone she
was using roused some suspicions in Stella.
“You‘re only my secretary,” Weston replied bluntly as he flipped through a document. “It‘s completely normal that
you don‘t know much about me.”
Daisy‘s expressions quickly turned sour.
Fortunately, most of the guests were foreigners. They paid no mind to this small talk and went straight down to
business.
The topic soon turned to the upcoming project. Stella started to get a little restless because they were discussing
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe details of their project , which should be confidential. She felt like a criminal in a place where she shouldn‘t be,
hearing things she shouldn‘t hear.
But in a few moments, even she was distracted by their fascinating conversation. She couldn‘t help but listen in with
curiosity. Still, they spoke in technical terms and
Jargon she couldn‘t understand . This really wasn‘t her fleld of expertise, and she could barely comprehend a word
that they were saying.
Besides, most of the guests had come from different countries. She was fairly good in French, but she didn‘t know
any German words. What amazed Stella the most was that Weston almost didn‘t need any help from the
interpreters, confidently switching between three languages with fluency and ease. She was especially impressed
with his German.
No wonder people often said that men were most charismatic when they were hard at work.
With her chin resting on one hand, she listened to their conversation quietly for a while until another cheeky idea
popped up in her head.
She looked at the pair of long legs in front of her and reached out a hand to grab at his pants.
Then she gave it a gentle tug.