Guinevere was still in a bit of a trance, unable to accept the fact that the engagement was over.
When she saw that Ella and Wendy were chatting, her chest felt heavy, and she walked up to them.
“Are you satisfied now?”
Stella looked at her with amusement as she held her glass of wine. “I don’t understand what you are
talking about. Can you be more clear?”
Guinevere sneered. “Stop pretending! I have seen you coming out from the room with Weston. What
else is there to deny? You are really something, seducing Weston to do such a ridiculous thing! You
really are a slut!”
Appearing to have completely lost her mind, she didn’t seem to care that she was still in a public place.
Her action quickly led to a lot of comments.
Mrs. Cohen walked up to her quickly and said with a low voice, “Nonsense! What are you talking
about?”
There were only two families back then, so she would naturally argue with them.
Now that there were outsiders, she could not let the family scandal turn them into a laughing stock.
“It’s Zachary’s birthday today. Behave yourself! Don’t talk nonsense.”
Guinevere took a deep breath and regained some sense. She looked at Stella coldly. “Remember this!
I will not let this go!” Stella raised her glass nonchalantly . “I’ll be waiting for it.”
As she was looking at Guinevere’s back, her eyes turned gloomy.
Wendy comforted her. “Don’t mind much about her. Weston will protect you.”
Stella said nothing, simply shaking the glass of champagne in her hand.
After a while , she asked, “Aren’t you afraid that people will critique you if you help me so much?”
Wendy was startled, not expecting that she would ask her that. “I should have explained myself. As a
mother, I simply want Weston to be happy. I don’t care who he is with…”
Stella interrupted her. “Do you really think that I am stupid?”
Not even a three-year-old kid would believe such a reason.
It was just that she did not debunk it.
Anyway, she knew that Wendy must have had something in mind for her and would not help her for no
reason. Wendy paused and smiled, shaking her head. “You are a bright girl. I don’t have to hide
anything from you. You should just know that I have no intention of harming you … though I am no
philanthropist either.”
It was a blustery birthday party. When Warren came out of the study, it meant that everything was
decided.
Weston followed him silently as everyone cast their eyes on them.
Xavier was standing beside Daisy. He watched Weston walk up to him and asked, “What did the old
man say to you just now?”
Weston did not answer and swept a cold glance at him.
Still silent, he continued walking forward. Daisy frowned and Xavier’s arm. “Did you fight again? Why
did Mr. Ford ignore you?”
Xavier sniggered. “Someone just couldn’t hold his beans and made out with the little kid he kept
outside. Then was seen by Guinevere’s family. They made a scene, but it was nothing serious.” Daisy
widened her eyes. “How could that happen?”
Weston had always been a self-possessed gentleman, always cool and free from desire. How could he
be caught in the act for such a thing?
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