Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 1332

Meanwhile, at Stella’s studio. Stella went back to work right after regaining her sight.

Stella’s music career wasn’t her only source of income one she had diversified investments in various areas. Hence, she had a lot of income from other businesses and no longer had to worry about money to raise her two children.

After greeting her staff in the studio, she returned to her seat to start working. Not long after, the receptionist came into her office and informed her, “Miss Cicily, there’s someone downstairs wanting to meet you…‘ " Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Before the receptionist could finish her sentence, Weston walked in with a bouquet in his arms. Weston was in his usual black suit, which was a familiar look for Stella. Weston always looked good in black color. The calm and sophisticated color gave him a noble and distant aura.

Stella frowned as soon as seeing Weston and said to the receptionist a little impatiently, “Didn’t I tell you not to let people like him in?”

“But…” The receptionist was a little troubled. After all, they knew who Weston was and was worried he would hold a grudge against them for stopping him.

Stella knew her dilemma, so she waved her hand and dismissed her. “You can go out first.”

“Yes, Miss Cicily.”

Weston came in and said to her, “Don’t make it hard an employee.”

Stella glared at him. “Are you teaching me how to do things now?”

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“Of course not. I just think the employees have no choice but to inform you. They are paid to work and can’t make their own decisions at times.”

“If you hadn’t come to me, she wouldn’t have been in trouble.”

“I can’t help you. Sorry.” Weston was very frank.

Stella exhaled and glanced at the bouquet in his arms. Do you know? What you’re doing now is so old- fashioned. I’ve lost count of the countless bouquets I’ve received in the past three years. Your outdated way of courting doesn’t work for me at all.”

“Really? Well, I’ll try a different method next time.” Weston then put the flowers on Stella’s table.

Stella got annoyed looking at the bouquet and threw it in the trash. “I guess you didn’t understand what I just said.”

“I understand.” Weston walked to the trash can and took the flowers out. “Do I need to remind you that you’re my girlfriend now? It’s only normal for me to send you flowers. You can throw them away, but I’ll keep sending them over anyway.”

Stella widened her eyes at once. “Who’s your girlfriend?”

Weston reminded her, “I agreed to all the terms you stated before, so we’re now a couple.”

Stella refuted, “I’ve changed my mind. I didn’t promise you anything or sign the papers!”

“I brought the papers.” Weston took out a thick stack of papers and put the contract in front of her. “Now sign them, good girl.”

Stella threw the copy in the trash without even looking at him. Weston, however, was surprisingly patient with her these days. He went over to the trash can again and took the papers out.

When she just sat down, the receptionist came in reluctantly and stammered again, “Miss Cicily, there’s a lady outside looking for you…”

“Lady?”

Stella looked up and asked, “Is Yvonne or Angelina here?”

It turned out that it was Daisy who came instead of them. Stella flashed Weston a meaningful smile as Daisy walked in.