Chapter 291


    Chapter 291


    Ste scampered towards Weston with her bangs fluttering in the air. When she finally got to him, her


    hair was a cluttered mess.


    “This ce is like a maze,” said Weston, calmly smoothing Ste’s hair back in ce with his fingers. “I


    was worried that you’d get lost.”


    “Lost?” Steughed. “How could anyone get lost in a tiny ce like this?” Weston grabbed her


    hands. He noticed that they were bone dry, and his eyes turned gloomy. Ste, however, failed to


    notice this subtle change of his, and merely felt that he was clutching her hands a little too tightly. “It


    hurts!” sheined, frowning.


    Weston loosened his grip on Ste’s hands. She quickly drew them back, and he saw red marks on the


    back of her hands.


    “Sorry,” Weston muttered. He nced at the prints he left on Ste’s hands before walking away,


    leaving Ste to wonder what she had done wrong.


    Weston went to Xavier and told him, “That’s it for today. We’re leaving.”


    “You’re leaving?” Xavier stood up straight. “What’s the rush? I haven’t even introduced you to my new


    girlfriend!”


    “Another one?” Weston asked, rubbing his temples. “So soon?”


    Xavier chuckled and yfully lifted the chin of the svelte woman next to him. “Come on. I’ll introduce


    her to you!”


    Xavier’s taste in women had never changed – he had always loved the hottest celebrities. Weston had


    never been able to tell any of his girlfriends apart, neither did he have any interest in them.


    “Wait for me in the car,” he told Ste, not even giving the woman a second look.


    “Aww, why did you have to send E away?” Xavier grumbled. “She should get to know my girlfriend,


    that way, it’ll be more fun the next time we’re out together!” Those words sounded friendly, even polite,


    but even the woman beside Xavier knew that it was nothing but a lot of hot air. Xavier was never with


    the same woman for more than a week, and he was notorious for it. Everybody knew that.


    Weston’s frown deepened. His impatience was in to see. “Okay, okay,” said Xavier. He understood


    perfectly that his nephew didn’t like himparing E to his countless girlfriends. “I won’t say things


    like that again, I promise. But why are you still here? Why didn’t you leave with your dearest sweetheart


    over there?”


    “Go get the manager,” Weston instructed him. “I want to see the surveince video of the hallway.”


    Meanwhile, Ste was waiting for Weston inside the car. She had been looking out anxiously, terrified


    that Weston had just noticed something.


    She felt like she had been waiting forever when she finally spotted a familiar figure in the distance


    approaching the car. Her gaze was fixed on Weston as he swiftly strode over, opened the door, and got


    into the car.


    She stared silently at him, not knowing what to say.


    “Drive,” Weston ordered the driver. “Yes, sir.”


    The car drove off. The club receded into the distance behind them. Ste chewed over how to broach


    the subject in her mind again and again before finally speaking up.


    “So… What were you doing back there?”


    “Are you going to start meddling in my private life now?” Weston countered.


    “Isn’t it a bit too early for that?”


    “I don’t care about your private life!” Ste responded. She looked down and was quiet for a while, then


    remembered something.


    “Do you often go to Lowe Garden?” she asked.


    She had learned from Justin that Weston had another kept woman in Lowe Garden. She didn’t think


    much of it then, nor was she upset about it. With the way things were now, she had no right to question


    him about these things anyway. Besides, she had no desire to ask him about it because she genuinely


    didn’t care. But now that she suddenly brought up the subject like that, Weston really thought that she


    was jealous.


    “Who told you that?” he asked, his eyes squinted as he scrutinized her. He cupped her chin in ce so


    he wouldn’t miss a single trace of expression on her face. “It doesn’t matter who told me that!” Ste


    replied, clenching her fists nervously.


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    “Is it true?” If there was one thing that Weston couldn’t stand, it was being interrogated by a woman.


    Yet, for some reason, when it was Ste doing it, he was oddly pleased. The dark cloud that had been


    hanging over him just simply vanished. Weston put his arms around Ste and pulled her onto hisp.


    He then leaned over and kissed her lips.


    “It’s not what you think,” he murmured between his kisses. He held her there and sucked the nectar


    from her lips with rare tenderness.


    “You’re my only woman, okay?”