Downstairs.
As Stella was walking down the stairs, she heard the housekeeper reporting to Wendy.
“After Mr. Ford left last night, he never returned…”
Wendy sat before the dining table, playing with Zack in her arms. She said without a hitch in her
expression, “Did he call this morning?”
“Yes, he did…”
The housekeeper shook her head with a distressed face.” He did call, but he said…”
“What did he say?”
“He said he won’t be coming back to eat or to stay the night during this period…”
Wendy sneered. “Whatever.”
He was willing to stay away from home for Guinevere Cohen,
The housekeeper did not want to make any unnecessary comments about their family matters. She
simply stood silently at a side.
Warren was also at the dining table, a rare occurrence for
him, and he was sipping on his tea, “It’s probably because I let Ella stay at the Ford Manion last night,
and he feels upset with the both of us.”
Despite her anger, Wendy remained respectful in face of her own father-in-law. “Dad, don’t worry. He’s
probably only angry with me.” “It has nothing to do with you.” Warren smiled. “Both of you have always
been close. He’s just in a little fit now. Just say something nice to appease him when he’s back.”
Wendy nodded. “I know.”
Warren took another sip of his tea and asked without lifting his head, “What are you doing still standing
there? Is the view from the stairs very nice? Come down and have breakfast.”
Wendy looked in Stella’s direction, who caught her gaze and greeted, “Good morning.” She turned to
Warren, greeting him as well. “Hello, Mr. Ford.”
Warren smiled kindly in return. “Just call me Grandpa as Weston does.”
Stella walked to the dining table and sat down. “Sure, Grandpa.”
Even Wendy was taken aback. “Grandpa?”
“What, shouldn’t she be calling me that, given her age?” Warren put down his teacup.
Wendy knew that Warren wasn’t trying to make things difficult for Stella and knew that he allowed
Stella to stay here last night.
However, she thought that it was because he didn’t want to air the family’s dirty laundry in public, so he
simply did so to appease Stella.
She did not expect Warren to treat Stella so well.
Wendy was shocked.
She glanced at Stella.
She had to give it to Weston. The woman he fancied was indeed better than those other disgraceful
and unpresentable females.
Only a woman like this can leave Guinevere at her wits’ end. “Seems like both of you get along quite
well…” Wendy remarked.
Warren glanced at her thoughtfully but didn’t say anything Stella concentrated on eating her breakfast,
looking very much at ease and not awkward at all.
Zack, on the other hand, began wriggling around in
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Wendy’s lap. He stared right at Stella, his black eyes shifting curiously around. “Baa! Ahh!” He
babbled.
“Not again!”
Wendy pinched his cheeks affectionately. “He always gets agitated when he sees beautiful ladies. He’ll
probably be like Xavier when he grows up, a flirtatious young man!” The mention of Xavier instantly put
Warren in a bad mood. “Don’t talk about that unfilial brat!”
Wendy shut her mouth and blinked at Stella.
Both of them exchanged glances and kept their silence.
Stella glanced a few more times at Zack.
She had been thinking about Weston’s abnormal behavior last night.
Now that she thought about it, it might be because of the change in her attitude towards Zack that
made Weston think that she liked Zack.
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