Chapter 420: Chapter 421

It was all Xavier’s fault for flirting with Daisy, leading to her almost blurting out the truth. On the other hand, Xavier could tell that she and Ben were hiding something. Walking up to Ben, he asked, “What could be so important, Ben?”

“You may ask Mr. Ford that when he returns,” Ben replied.

“You’re such a bore,” Xavier grumbled, but just before he was about to leave, he stopped in his tracks when he glimpsed a woman’s figure in Weston’s office. … Guinevere Cohen? How did she get here so quickly?

He had just sent her home, too… And she had managed to come before he did? It could not be… With that in mind, he strode off toward Weston’s office, catching Ben off guard. “Mr Ford!” He cried in an attempt to stop him, but it was already too late-Xavier had opened the door and stepped through the doorway, locking eyes with Stella, who could not hide her surprise in time.

“You?!”

Stella sprang to her feet as well. “Xavier Ford?”

Xavier stared at her for a while and straightened his neck tie.

Then, after a long while, he chuckled. “I didn’t think that you were actually this impressive.”

Stella had no idea what he was talking about, and simply frowned at him as he entered.

Ben simply could not hold him back. “Mr. Xavier, Mr. Ford will finish his meeting soon. If you would please step outside for a moment-”

“No, I think I’ll stay here and have a nice chat with this little lady,” Xavier said, cutting him short.

“Mr. Xavier…”

“What, do my words not carry weight now?” Xavier growled, wheeling on him right then.” You may be Weston’s assistant, but I am a board member and your superior.”

Though Xavier had always been a sorry excuse for a person, he suddenly seemed to carry a commanding presence, and Ben naturally had to yield. “Very well. I’ll inform Mr. Ford right now…”

With those words, he gave Stella a long look, and she knew what he was trying to convey: improvise, because she was on her own now.

“Alright, you can stop looking at him now–in the end, I’m Weston’s uncle, and I have no reason to hurt you.”

Stella said nothing and returned to her couch, just as Xavier took a seat and studied her from head to toe. “I certainly didn’t expect that Weston would be playing snooker with you the other day, and now he’s brought you to his office already… What is that magic you possess?”

“You should ask your nephew about that one,” Stella replied. Xavier laughed. “Interesting response.

Guess you at least have some degree of confidence.” Stella had no intention of continuing to entertain him, however, and simply got herself a drink while she resumed reading her script. Xavier frowned at her reaction, and knocked loudly on the table. “How did you get acquainted with Zeta Taylor?” “Met her at the hospital.” “Why were you there?” Xavier pressed.

There was a flash of disgust in Stella’s eyes just then, and knowing that she would not respond, Xavier changed to another topic. “How did you get acquainted with Weston, then?” “By coincidence,” Stella replied shortly.

“You might as well have kept quiet,” Xavier chuckled, realizing how stubborn and tight lipped Stella could be despite her soft, even-tempered appearance. Hence, he switched gears and instead asked, “Do you know who Guinevere Cohen is, then?” Stella splashed her drink right then.