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Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1232
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Chapter 1232 

 

Even if she was condemning him, Miguel still did not want her to talk too much to Weston. 

So, he simply stood between them and said to Emma, The nanny made you your favorite dish tonight. Let’s go

home early, okay?” 

Emma’s eyes lit up instantly. She let go of Weston and hopped toward Miguel. “Okay!” 

“Little foodie.” 

Stella laughed and glanced at her when holding Elias. 

Emma was held by Miguel, and they got directly into the  car. 

Once in the car, Miguel looked to the back and said, “That man is really persistent.” 

She knew that Weston was probably trailing them. She pinched her glabella, her head aching. “I thought he  would

give up…” 

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“How can he give up so easily? He had not been dissuaded after three years. Such a small setback shouldn’t defeat

him.” 

His words were sour, carrying his emotions. 

People who started a business in this business complex  during this period mostly heard of Weston. 

Only then did he truly realize how terrifying this man, Weston, was in Ahn City. 

Wherever he went, he could hear undisguised admiration for Weston. 

He never seemed to fail in every venture and was named a legendary investor. 

Miguel could still pretend to admire Weston in front of those investors. 

However, he could not help himself when he was with Stella. He did not want to listen to any good thing about  that

man anymore. 

Stella also heard the hidden meaning in his words and ignored him. 

Her mind was a mess, not knowing how to face Miguel. 

Seeing her not showing interest, he knew she must have sensed something, so he stopped talking. 

Miguel seemed to remember something when they got to the apartment downstairs and saw the property manager

come over. He pressed the elevator button while holding Emma and said, “It seems a new neighbor has moved in

upstairs. I heard from the property that that person is so wealthy that he seems to have spent several million on 

the apartment here…” 

Stella stopped dead in her track. “Is he crazy? The apartment here is only worth a few hundred thousand. What

kind of brain-dead is using millions to buy it?” 

He shook his head and did not quite understand it as well. “It was occupied, and he was unwilling to move, so that

man spent some money to get it. Anyway, it has nothing to do with us. He can spend his money however he likes.” 

The Gracia family was equally wealthy. A few million were nothing to fuss about. 

She shook her head. Even though she earned a lot now, she still could not comprehend this kind of reckless 

spending. 

After they entered the elevator, a big palm reached out to  the door out of nowhere. 

The bony wrist blocked the elevator door, and Stella’s face stiffened the moment she saw the man’s face- he  was

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Weston. 

It was still fine if he only followed them, but he actually followed them into the elevator… 

She said impatiently, “We won’t let you in even if you follow us. Why bother?” 

Weston glanced at her, stood beside her, and said in a faint voice, “I didn’t come here to visit you. I live here as

well.” 

She was startled, but then she recalled what Miguel had said and immediately figured out the situation. “Are you

the idiot who spent millions on the apartment upstairs?” 

Hearing what she said about him, Weston frowned slightly. “Not just the one upstairs and several other properties.” 

“Still, you are an idiot…” 

Not bothering to look at him, she squatted down and said to Elias and Emma, “Children, you cannot splurge, you

hear me? You have to practice good spending habits.” 

Weston was speechless. 

“Yes!” Elias and Emma yelled in unison. 

She then patted their heads with satisfaction and led  them out. 

When the door of the elevator closed, Weston withdrew his eyes. 

It was far from enough. Even living upstairs, it did not seem to be enough.