Chapter 480


    Chapter 480


    She would never mistake that handsome, rugged face of his. He wore a white shirt over his broad


    shoulders that tapered down to his narrow waist. He looked just like the Olympian deity Apollo as he


    walked out from the shadows.


    It then dawned upon Daisy that for a man like Weston, not standing next to others was a form of mercy.


    The man before her was someone she should be familiar with, a face she’s seen for countless years.


    Yet, he was mercilessly overshadowed by Weston.


    He looked just like a dancing clownpared to Weston. Daisy had never found him uglier than he


    was at that moment.


    “President Ford, what are you doing here?” She mumbled in a low voice. A nasty look appeared on the


    man’s face. “Who are you? Don’t be a nosy parker!” He warned as he stepped forward. Daisy stepped


    back in fear while Weston walked directly towards him and stretched his hand out, “Stand up.” A glint


    shed past Daisy’s eyes as she put her hand in his. She pulled on it and stood up. “Thank you,


    President Ford.”


    The man’s face contorted with fury. “Daisy, what do you mean by this! Who is he? Is he your backer


    now? Come over to me right now!” With that, he charged toward Daisy, looking like he was about to


    strike her. Daisy instinctively shrunk back and hid behind Weston. She grabbed his sleeve and cried


    out,“ President Ford…”


    Even her voice was shaking. Coincidentally, Ste walked out of the private room and saw the scene


    right before her. Weston was ying the part of a hero saving a damsel in distress as he stood right


    before another woman.


    Chris walked out of the private room right behind her, “Oh yes, Weston…” Before he couldplete his


    sentence, he saw the scene before him and halted in his footsteps.


    Ten minutes ago.


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    Ste remained in the private room while Weston went out for some fresh air.


    The Dog House was a ce that Chris frequented.


    For a yboy like him, such entertainment venues were his favorite haunts. He was well-known in the


    circle for his gallivanting ways and the countless women he surrounded himself with. However, he


    knew in his heart that it was much easier to obtain news from such venues than navigating the


    corporate world. The meaningless gossip that women like to share was, in fact, hidden with useful


    information that many people might not even expect. Chris had never been the useless, good-for-


    nothing man he portrayed himself to be. Conversely, he had never cked off on his journey toward


    fighting for the family’s inheritance.


    He was on his usual rendezvous with yet another beautiful woman when he saw someone who looked


    a lot like Weston. When he went over, he confirmed that it was really Weston who had brought E


    along.


    This made him grow even more interested in who E was to Weston.


    Weston never brought people to this ce, and he seldom came to this ce himself.


    He always scoffed at such things and never had strong desires in this aspect.


    In the private room.


    Ste heard the footsteps from outside and thought that Weston had returned. She lifted her head and


    saw a familiar figure instead. “Chris Ford?”


    “E Steele.” He said with a smile as he walked in.


    A staff member was put on the spot. “Sir, this private room is…” “I know,” Chris said with a wave of his


    hand as he turned to Ste, “I know thisdy.”