Chapter 1200


    Chapter 1200


    As soon as Ste finished her sentence, Daisy, who was standing beside Weston, frowned and nced


    at Ste with a look of displeasure.


    But Weston, on the other hand, seemed to be concealing a smile as he turned to Ste and asked, “Are


    you getting jealous?”


    The smile on Ste’s face was even more obvious, though it was unclear if it was sarcasm or contempt.


    “If that’s what you think, Mr. Ford, then I just can’t help it.”


    She brushed her hand lightly against his armrest, almost as delicately as the way dragonflies skimmed


    above the water’s surface.


    Weston nced at her. With just the lightest touch, she already had him wrapped around her fingers.


    He knew that she did that on purpose. He also knew that she was only weaving a web and was waiting


    for him to walk into it and get caught in her trap.


    Nevertheless, he dly headed right into her trap without any hesitation at all, like a moth that flew into


    the fire.


    The truth was, Ste had no need to bother herself with


    all of this. All she had to do was say a few words and shed a tear or two, and he would happily give her


    the world if she so wished.


    After setting down the cups of coffee, Daisy was in no hurry to leave. She swept a nce over the


    documents on the table and noticed that Weston had already signed them.


    “Mr. Ford,” she frowned. “I don’t think these are ready yet…”


    Ford Corporation had always followed a strict set of rules before a document could be signed, and they


    had always adhered to this process no matter what. Even the orders that she receivedst night had to


    be approved by the finance department.


    Yet Ste had just waltzed in here with her unreviewed project ns. How could she get Weston’s


    signatures just like that?


    However, she quickly realized that she had overstepped her boundaries.


    She was his secretary. Her job was to assist him in his various tasks, not to question his decisions.


    With a half smile, Stemented, “Yourpany really is extraordinary, Mr. Ford, because it seems


    your


    secretary makes the final decisions.”


    “Please don’t try to stir up any trouble.” Daisy’s


    expression soured instantly. “No matter what, Mr. Ford will always have the final say here. I was only


    reminding him of the rules because it’s my duty.”


    After she finished speaking, Daisy realized that her tone was a little too harsh. Based on how important


    Ste was to Weston right now, she would never get on his good side if she spoke to Ste that way.


    And so, with a much gentler tone, she hurriedly added in an apologetic tone. “I’m really sorry for my


    attitude, but my only intention was to give Mr. Ford a reminder. After all, wouldn’t it serve everyone down


    the line the best if the cooperation goes through the due process?”


    Ste smiled wryly as she found Daisy’s principled and righteous act incredibly amusing. With her eyes


    showing no emotion at all, she picked up the coffee cup with her unique elegant demeanor and took a


    sip.


    “Daisy sure is an admirably capable secretary,” she said. But it pains me to say that her coffee–making


    skills are nowhere as praiseworthy…”


    ((


    Weston nced at her silently. His gaze then fell on his own cup of coffee, and he soon understood what


    Ste was trying to imply. Without saying anything, he pulled her up from her seat and let her sit on his


    lap.


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    “Let me try your coffee,” he said.


    Daisy’s head jerked up immediately. She turned to


    Weston in astonishment and instinctively tried to stop


    him by saying, “Don’t drink from that cup, Mr. Ford!!!”


    “Why not?” Weston red at her with an icy gaze. At that point, he seemed to have perceived something


    going on.


    Daisy naturally realized it too. Her eyebrows twitched violently. She had no choice but to exin, “Mrs.


    Ford already drank from that cup, so…‘


    “”


    She paused, then added, “Since you’re a germaphobe, I can get you a new cup if you want to drink this


    type of coffee.”


    “Oh,” said Ste, “so you’re saying that we’re not drinking the same cup of coffee then?”


    Ste acted as if she had just realized something. With raised brows, she looked at Daisy, then turned to


    Weston and continued, “I assumed we were drinking the same coffee, but it turns out that we weren’t…”