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Chapter 802 Stella could feel her belly rubbing the cold buckle of Weston‘s belt. She had a hunch that things were
about to go wildly out of control.
“No...” she begged him. “Please, not here...”
“Before she could finish speaking, the sound of heels clacking the ground approached Weston’s office door
rapidly...
“Mr. Ford,” Daisy called and knocked on the door. “I’ve compiled the important points from the meeting minutes.”
Without waiting for an answer, she opened the door and entered the office.
As soon as the doorknob turned, Stella shoved Weston away in panic, slinked down under his desk, and hid there
before he could say anything.
Weston watched her speechlessly. He was about to get her when he saw Stella desperately gesturing to him to keep
quiet.
“Shh!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe looked at him with large, pleading eyes. Her face was still flushed. Her hair was a mess. She was half naked,
and her clothes were in disarray. It was clear that she was not
–
in an appropriate state to be seen by strangers. Weston shifted his gaze towards Daisy, who was still standing at the
door. His expressions quickly changed into the stern and stoic look he always sported. “Since when did you have the
audacity to enter without my permission?” he hissed.
Daisy stopped dead in her tracks.
“I‘m so sorry,” she said, stepping backward. “This report is quite urgent, so my mind was preoccupied, and I simply
forgot myself...”
She then went back out, knocked on the door, and waited for Weston‘s answer before entering again.
“Forgive me, Mr. Ford. It will never happen again.”
Daisy cursed at herself under her breath. She had no idea what had gotten into her that made her commit such a
silly offense. Perhaps she had gotten a little absent minded because she saw Ella downstairs earlier.
Daisy stood at the desk and dutifully reported the information she had compiled. Suddenly, from the corner of her
eyes, she noticed a clear red mark on Weston‘s neck that made her pause in her steps.
She knew at a glance what that mark on his neck was, of course. She was far from naive, not to mention that she
had been Xavier‘s girlfriend for some time. Xavier was infamous for being a womanizer who had a collection of
celebrity girlfriends over the years. After getting together , Xavier had never treated Daisy as if she was a fragile
maiden. In fact, their relationship was a typical one between adults; hence Daisy learned the ways to please a man.
Naturally, she knew instantly that the mark on Weston‘s neck was a hickey
But she was absolutely sure it wasn‘t there this morning during the meeting, so how did it get there suddenly?
Her eyes flickered when she thought of Ella, whom she saw waiting downstairs. Had she already met up with
Weston somehow?
Daisy couldn’t help but feel a little guilty. She should‘ve helped Ella when she saw her waiting downstairs, but for
reasons she couldn‘t quite understand herself, she had opted instead to ignore her and pretended that she didn‘t
see her. She wondered if Ella had noticed her back then...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmProbably not, she comforted herself.
Daisy took two steps forward, but she paused when she sensed something was wrong with Weston, though she
couldn‘t quite figure out exactly what it was.
With the unvoiced suspicion in her head, she continued to give Weston the report.
Meanwhile, Stella waited quietly under the desk. She could tell just by the voice that it was Daisy who had
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entered the room. She recalled what transpired downstairs earlier and a trace of doubt and confusion arose in her
mind. Still, she had no desire to waste her time and effort to think about these things.
“Is there anything else?” asked Weston with furrowed brows, his tone sharp and imperious as usual.
But Daisy could perceive a hint of irritability in his expressions.
“There‘s one more thing, Mr. Ford. A couple of foreign businessmen had brought up in the meeting that they would
like to discuss the project details with you in
private...”
After the project‘s success in the western suburbs, Weston‘s reputation rose, and it earned him an international
mega–project contract. It was a major breakthrough for the Ford Corporation , with news of its inception bringing
much pride and excitement among the employees.