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.
âAre you satisfied now?â
Stella looked at her with amusement as she held her glass of wine. âI donât understand what you are talking about. Can you be more clear?â
Guinevere sneered. âStop 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!â
Appearing to have completely lost her mind, she didnât 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, âNonsense! What are you talking about?â
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.
âItâs Zacharyâs birthday today. Behave yourself! Donât talk nonsense.â
Guinevere took a deep breath and regained some sense. She looked at Stella coldly. âRemember this!
I will not let this go!â Stella raised her glass nonchalantly . âIâll be waiting for it.â
As she was looking at Guinevereâs back, her eyes turned gloomy.
Wendy comforted her. âDonât mind much about her. Weston will protect you.â
Stella said nothing, simply shaking the glass of champagne in her hand.
After a while , she asked, âArenât you afraid that people will critique you if you help me so much?â
Wendy was startled, not expecting that she would ask her that. âI should have explained myself. As a mother, I simply want Weston to be happy. I donât care who he is withâ¦â
Stella interrupted her. âDo you really think that I am stupid?â
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. âYou are a bright girl. I donât have to hide anything from you. You should just know that I have no intention of harming you ⦠though I am no philanthropist either.â
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, âWhat did the old man say to you just now?â
Weston did not answer and swept a cold glance at him.
Still silent, he continued walking forward. Daisy frowned and Xavierâs arm. âDid you fight again? Why did Mr. Ford ignore you?â
Xavier sniggered. âSomeone just couldnât hold his beans and made out with the little kid he kept outside. Then was seen by Guinevereâs family. They made a scene, but it was nothing serious.â Daisy widened her eyes. âHow could that happen?â
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?