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Chapter 1080 Weston didn‘t ask much of Belle when they were together. At most, he would go to Lowe Garden to
meet her once or twice, and even then, he never allowed her to get anywhere near him.
But that was good enough for her. She could still remember how all the other women gawked at her with
unmistakable envy in their eyes. Even if she did nothing besides accompany him, Belle would still feel completely
satisfied.
Weston was simply the most unforgettable man she had ever been with, and no one came close to being as
strikingly handsome , wealthy, mature, and powerful as he was.
She even got a little carried away sometimes, especially when she got to see his body up close. It would be then
that she would almost forget the horrifying lesson Guinevere taught her.
She had always been kept on her toes, kept eagerly waiting to see what this man could offer her.
Back at the Golden Eve Apartment, although Guinevere reminded herself that she did not want to appear
possessive and jealous, she still could not help herself from sleuthing around Weston‘s movements and
whereabouts.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had expected him to go straight back to Stardust Mansion, but to her surprise, he had gone to a completely
different place. Lowe Garden.
Lowe Garden was situated right on the border between Ahn City and Fern City. They operated a shady business, so
this location made it the safest and most convenient for them.
Everyone in the elite circle knew Lowe Garden was the exclusive version of a high–end club, a place for the rich and
powerful to have fun.
They operated under a membership system , so joining the club simply because you had the money was completely
out of the question.
Inside, a variety of services were offered to their members. It was, after all, a place where wealthy men would go
to enjoy themselves, so the club strove to provide its best in every aspect and catered to their every whim and
fancy.
Guinevere clenched the phone in her hand tightly.
“Was he really at that place?” she asked. “I saw him with my own eyes, Miss Cohen! He even brought a woman with
him!”
Guinevere shot up to her feet.
“What woman?!”
She thought of Belle; the presumptuous woman who had once dreamed about becoming Weston‘s mistress and the
one who was eventually forced out of Ahn City by Guinevere herself.
In this regard , Guinevere considered herself to be much better than Stella.
If Stella truly loved Weston, it would be impossible that she wasn‘t at least bothered by that woman‘s existence.
But Guinevere was also certain that no one else ever loved Weston as much as she did. She truly believed this in
her heart.
“Keep an eye on her,” she ordered. “Check the woman‘s background. Make sure Weston knows nothing about
this.”
“Yes, Miss Cohen…”
She hung up the phone. If she found it difficult to fall asleep before the call, she found it impossible to sit still now.
She started to wonder why every time Weston made a promise to be with her, he would immediately do something
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmand upset her like this. He had never been the kind of man to fool around with women. Even though he
occasionally went to socialize at places like Lowe Garden, he rarely ever let any woman near him.
He had always been a dignified man, soaring high above everyone else; always unreachable , always unattainable.
As long as he did not want them to, those women would never have the audacity to touch him, let alone throw
themselves at him.
Besides, for the entire time he was with Stella , rumors about him fooling around with other women had never
floated around.
So why was it that every time he promised to be with her, he would start to mess around with women? Guinevere
thought of one possible explanation, and it made her face turn pale as a sheet.
He didn‘t do it on purpose, did he?
Not only was Weston a remarkably talented businessman, he was also frighteningly good at manipulating people.
So, could he be taunting her on purpose, or could it be his way of telling her that even though she finally found a
way to force him to be with her, she would never get what she truly wanted?
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