Chapter 214


    Chapter 214


    Although they were smiling and treating her politely, they had every right to look down upon a home


    wrecker liked her.


    Ste shut her eyes and released a sigh. Instantly, her mood was gone. Weston could tell something


    was off with her because ever since she heard Guinevere’s name, she had been keeping quiet. After


    the woman left, he suddenly grabbed Ste’s wrist and whispered, “I’m not married  yet.”


    After reuniting, this wasn’t the first time he had told her this. At first, Ste thought he was just lying to


    her but now as she gazed into his eyes, she knew he was being honest. But she was devoid of


    feelings. “Why are you telling me this?” she questioned quietly. “Do you want me to give the two of you


    a present or do you want me to attend your wedding?” Asides from all that, she doesn’t know why he


    would tell her these. . Sure enough, his face fell. He stood up and stared at her steadily. Before he


    shifted his gaze away, there weren’t any emotions in his eyes. Not longter, Mr. Kennedy appeared


    fifty minutester than the originally promised time. But he doesn’t look apologetic as a bright smile


    was hanging on his face and he greeted Weston. “Mr. Ford, I can’t believe you had the time toe


    here. To what I owe you this pleasure.”


    The heater inside the room was at a high temperature. Weston took off his jacket and hung it on his


    arm as he looked at Mr. Kennedy. “I’m here to get a piano.” “Piano? When did you continue to y the


    piano again?” Mr. Kennedy was taken aback. “You used to lose your patience when learning it as a kid.


    Why did you suddenly think about picking it up?”


    Mr. Kennedy was a professional, so Weston had always respected him. Before this, he felt it was a pity


    that Weston quit piano because he was talented, but then he realized that Weston was just too smart.


    He was a fast learner but whether he would continue learning or not depended solely on his interest


    Mr. Kennedy knew that he was going to inherit the family business in the end. All of these were merely


    a hobby to him as he would never change his career.


    Mr. Kennedy understood that doing business earns more money.


    But what he didn’t think was that after so many years, he would see him in Musx. Weston turned to


    look at Ste and said, “No. It’s for her.”


    Mr. Kennedy only noticed the woman beside him now. He adjusted his sses and looked at Ste


    more closely. His countenance changed dramatically as he inquired, “Who is this?” “Her name is E,


    and she can y the piano really well.” Weston introduced her.


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    “Really?” The elderly man’s face got more solemn, and he didn’t say anything, instead, looking at the


    woman beside him.


    The woman shook her head at him, her face filled with embarrassment as she lowered her head.


    Everyone was silent, as if not interested in the private lives of the two of them.


    But Ste felt her face heating up.