Chapter 288


    Chapter 288


    At Weston Ford’s words, Ste Sealey quietly walked up to him. Her dainty form somehow looked even


    smaller beside him, and hepletely eclipsed her. “Bend over,” he instructed from behind her. Ste,


    however, had no idea what he meant by that. Still, she tried by lowering her head stiffly, which only


    drew a chuckle from Weston. “Is that yoga?” Flushing, she promptly straightened and moved away. “I


    give up.” Weston did not get upset, however, and instead patted her on the cheek. “Getting


    embarrassed


    already?” Ste shrank from his touch but said nothing, which only delighted him more as he pinched


    her cheek. “Alright, I’ll stop teasing you— let’s get serious.” Gesturing at the waiter to bring him a cue


    stick, he put his hands around Ste, shifting her around until she had the right posture. As he lifted her


    arm slightly, he told her, “This angle is optimal for a hit. Also, keep your eyes level, and focus on the


    point of the ball you’re going to hit-do not hesitate, and try to focus the force on that point. While


    Weston was standing behind her, she was basically in her arms, and whenever he spoke beside her


    ears, his warm breath coasted all over her skin. Without any distance between them, as his chest


    leaned over her back, he seemed to sense even the slightest of her movements. Nheless, Ste


    was focused solely on her cue. Weston held her hand, teaching her blow-by-blow.


    Plonk!


    She struck the cue on that ball, which shot forward as if following a destined line, which in turn, hit the


    ball up front into a hole “A hole in one!” Xavier Ford cheered nearby, though he knew he could expect


    nothing less of his nephew, who consistently achieved the best oue with rtive ease. Be it in his


    studies,pany management, or hobbies; he could casually reach the pinnacle of each discipline


    with rtive ease. It was the reason Weston always viewed life as static and unchallenging Though


    there was no telling if it was a good or bad thing, the hint of happiness Xavier could see in Weston’s


    face whenever he was with Ste enabled him to perceive the vigor in his nephew. Meanwhile, unlike


    before, Ste was now hitting the balls with machine-like precision, and she seemed to have grown


    absorbed in the game.


    She then told Weston, “I’d like to y alone.”


    “Sure.” Weston cheerfully released her and gestured for her to continue as she wished. He walked to


    another corner, beckoning for a waiter to get him some wine.


    Xavier came and sat beside him just then, picking up a ss of wine for a sip while wiping sweat off his


    brow.


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    He watched as Ste poised herself for another hit and chuckled, “Only you can teach someone as


    stupid as her.”


    Weston frowned, took the wine from Xavier, and returned it to the waiter’s tray. “She’s not stupid.”


    Xavier was speechless. “Weren’t you calling her stupid just a moment ago?”


    Weston was a good teacher, and Ste wouldn’t have chased him off just because he kept telling her


    that she was stupid.


    “Only I can call her stupid, not you.” Weston poured out the ss of wine Xavier had a sip from and


    had the waiter serve him another. Having nothing left to say, Xavier threw up his hands. “Fine, of


    course!” Still, he suddenly looked at Weston and asked, “That said, aren’t you getting a little


    overprotective of Miss Steele here?”