Chapter 713: Chapter 715

He thought that Guinevere was the one overthinking at first but started to believe her once he saw Wendy’s attitude. His wife had somehow become a bit more hostile toward Guinevere.

Wendy supported her chin and looked at him suddenly.” What do you think?” she chuckled.

“You really know about it?” Chris was disappointed.

” What is wrong with Guinevere? How can you do this to her? She’s crazy about Weston.”

“She is crazy about him, not me.” Wendy interrupted impatiently. Her tone turned cold. “What does she have to do with me taking a goddaughter?”

“You are humiliating her! Ella and Weston are having an affair. How can you let her take advantage of the reputation of the family? We should just use the money to eliminate such a woman, but you take her as your goddaughter instead! What are you thinking about?”

Wendy stood up suddenly and looked at him condescendingly. “What about you? What are you thinking about? I’m just taking someone with similar interests as my goddaughter. It’s not a big deal, but you’re so eager to speak for Guinevere.” Hearing her mention Guinevere, he was startled.

He suppressed his anger forcefully. “I plan to treat her as my own daughter. If it weren’t for this mess, she would marry Weston very soon.”

The more he said, the deeper the smile on Wendy’s face.

Chris frowned after he finished talking. “What are you laughing at?” “Nothing. I am just thinking that since you care so much about Guinevere, why don’t you marry her instead of Weston?” 1 “Nonsense!”

Chris was annoyed at once and barked at her. “Listen to what you said just now!”

The guests who had not left were startled by them and looked this way.

The man quickly collected himself and said with a gloomy face. “Don’t talk impulsively. Think it over carefully. I shall go and handle the party first!”

After saying that, he stood up and left. When looking at his back, Wendy’s eyes seemed to be covered with frost Stella planned to go and say goodbye to Wendy at first but seeing that she had a fierce argument with Chris, she dared not approach her.

She wanted to leave immediately and send her a message later, but a wrinkled old man walked up to her.

“You are Ella?”

The old man’s tone was affirmative, with a hint of authority and tentativeness.

Although his hair had turned entirely white, he was hale and hearty. Holding a dragon-carved cane, he looked dignified and more oppressive than when he was speaking on stage.

Stella stopped in her tracks and nodded gently. “Is there anything that you need me for?

Warren looked at her and said, “Come with me.”

Stella’s eyes flickered. She wanted to refuse, and Warren had already left.

So she could only follow him.

In the study.

Only the two of them were there.

Warren signaled her. “Sit down.”

Stella obeyed and took a seat on the wooden furniture.

The study was decked out with antiques, something that spoke of its owner’s taste. Landscape paintings of all kinds dotted the walls, and the furniture was in its original colors. It filled the room with a sort of tranquillity that could calm a person. Warren boiled her a pot of tea and put it in front of her.“

Try this. It’s premium Longjing tea.”