Chapter 1119


    Chapter 1119


    Ben could see that she was a little upset, so he said, “Mr. Ford still cares a lot about you. It’s just that he


    can’t let go of his pride sometimes…”


    “I want to be quiet for a while.” Ste turned her head and smiled at him.


    There was a peaceful glow in her eyes, though the glow was like a pool of dead water.


    Ben froze for a moment, that strange feeling growing deeper and deeper.


    Yet, he could not describe it, so he could only nod.


    >>


    “Okay, Mrs. Ford. Have good rest.


    The car soon arrived at the entrance of the courthouse .


    Tina was already waiting there with herwyers, ready to


    1. go.


    At the door, Ste saw Warren sitting at the intiff’s


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    table.


    Warren looked like he aged a lot. When he got out of the car, he nced at Ste from afar and then


    shunned away disdainfully.


    She did not say anything and simply nodded to him, expressionlessly.


    The calmer she looked, the bigger the fire burning in Warren’s heart.


    He sneered. “Do you think that you will be fine with Weston’s support for you? I am not a person to be


    trifled with either. The oue has not been decided yet!”


    She smiled at him. “You are absolutely right.”


    Her indifference made him feel very uneasy, as if he had just thrown a punch at a pillow.


    He red at her. “Don’t think that I will let you go by acting weak! You killed my great–grandson, and I


    must make you pay with your life!”


    She remained silent.


    After he finished talking, she asked, “Are you done talking? Can I go in already?”


    Warren’s face turned stiff. Holding his walking stick, he inhaled deeply and said to hiswyers, “Let’s


    go.”


    Tina approached Ste. “It’ll be better if you lessen arguments with the intiff before the trial.”


    Ste shook her head. “I am not arguing with him.”


    “Good then.” Tina brought her in.


    Ben stopped at the door.


    He stood in front of the stone carving of a lion’s head, watched the courtroom door slowly close, and


    exhaled .


    The trial soonmenced.


    A low–profile luxury car slowly pulled up at thending of the high stone steps.


    Ben focused on it and found it very familiar.


    It seemed to be the Gust that Weston would asionally use. A car synonymous with the term ‘post–


    opulence,‘ it was a limited edition, with only two units ever built in the world.


    This was why Ben remembered it.


    Weston looked in the direction of the court from inside the car.


    He rolled down the window only after Ste‘s figure disappeared from his view.


    He lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers, but didn‘t smoke it.


    There were a few visible scratch marks on the back of his palms , marks that Ste made when he held


    her in the kitchen.


    A few of the buttons of his shirt were left unbuttoned, revealing his chest where simr scratch marks


    were visible.


    Ste was docile when she was obedient but was very rebellious when she was not.


    When she wasfortable, she would scratch him subconsciously, but she would also do the same


    when she


    was not.


    Ben walked over to him and interrupted him. “Mr. Ford?


    “You came,” he continued respectfully.


    “Hmph,” Weston replied, his eyes still fixed on the courthouse.