Novel & Cerita Mr Ford Is Jealous

Michelle let out a chuckle and placed her hand on his lap and rubbed it softly. Joel let out a very uncomfortable chuckle, "well, that's alright ma'am." He turned to Mr Bradley and shot him a smile, "You're welcome, sir. I guess she has updated you on everything we know so far." He greeted as he pulled open his lower drawer and brought out a folder. He exhaled sharply. "she sure has." Bradley said, beaming a smile at his wife. "Alright. What do you have for me today, ma'am? Let's get into it. Joel said , rubbing his palms against each other.

Mercedes’ POV “Oh Mr. Ford, it's so great you’re here,” Bethany cooed. “My husband…” she paused, and glanced at me with a triumphant smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “,,,was just trying to rid these premises of this tramp, and her bastards." “Bastards?” Mr. Ford repeated in a dangerously low tone, that for a moment I swear I saw his eyes glow gold. Or maybe I’m seeing things.

Chris Ford had been concealing his feeling of guilt from the start, yet when Wendy unknowingly revealed the truth that he’d been so anxious to hide, he acted like a cat whose tail had just been trampled and exploded with anger. “I’m sick of you speaking nonsense like that all the time!” he snarled. “You know how ridiculous you’re being! Zack is our own grandson. Why would it be so weird that I’m concerned about him?” Wendy said nothing in reply. She removed the treatment mask and wiped her face with a clean cotton pad. Then, she picked up another bottle of skincare product, poured the content onto her palm, and began rubbing it on her skin.

“You literally just admitted you’re jealous of a dead man.” Marcus pointed a finger at him, his jaw tight. “I didn’t admit it. I—” He stopped, groaned again, and muttered under his breath, “Damn it, I *am* jealous of a dead man.” Howard snorted so hard he almost choked on his drink. “You hear yourself, right? This is gold.”

“Pfft. I’m jealous?” Rodney flew into a fury. “What’s wrong with me being jealous? Can’t I get jealous because of my wife?” “...” Freya was dumbfounded. This was contrary to her expectations. She thought Rodney would deny it stoutly, but... Her face was burning with shame instead.

"I remember that. Mr. Fordham is a real man." "This woman is disgusting. Both Giselle and Mr. Fordham were single, so why couldn't they be together? On the other hand, your brother-in-law has a wife. Wake up and stop embarrassing yourself." "This isn't just embarrassing. This is straight-up clout-chasing! If you have the guts, use your main account to join the stream! Hiding behind an alternative account doesn't make you brave. Thanks for the show today, though." "Mr. Fordham is single and is such a great man. So, why can't he and Giselle be together? No one is cheating here. I think you're just jealous!"

Silence enveloped the call, Marcus felt blood rushing up to his head, he's definitely furious, someone just tried to go against him? All his excitement went drained and all he can't think is to destroy whoever is going against him. At that moment, He didn't noticed his father went out and saw his deadly expression. "Son, seems like you woke up on the other side of the bed huh?" Marcos joked. "Someone just went against me." He said, Marcos seems like he's no foreign to the news, in fact he knew who Mr. Reed is, his blood boils the moment he heard the news, the time is near that he will let Marcus know about his secret.

At the mention of the previous night, I take a step away and Emerson's eyes fall to the move before he meets my eyes again; a taunting smirk on his face. "Did you want me to enjoy it?" I retort. "We both know what I want is far from that, Carson. Does your daddy know? That you loved watching his rival's son fuck?" "I'm starting to think you're obsessed with my father, Ford. " I fold my arms against my chest and I ignore the way his eyes not so subtle falls to my chest before he meets my gaze again. He shrugs. "We both know that's far from the truth, Carson. "

“If it wasn't for the Johnsons reputation, I would have held the Barlow family accountable for the time that I wasted discussing your ill-bred granddaughter.” “Thank you! Thank you, Mr. Ford, for your mercy. Today won't repeat itself. I swear on my life.” After Mr. Ford ended the call, Mr. Barlow slowly withdrew his phone from his ear. Then he laid it back on the table, gazed at Dash, and said, “Mr. Ford must have been really mad, right?” Feeling a tightness in his chest, Dash glanced at Rome before looking at Mr. Barlow and saying, “He was.”

As he followed him, he realized that the man named Eldon had really gone to the Ford Group. He was stunned. He immediately called Marcus, "Mister Shaw, that person went to the Ford Group. Marcus was speechless. After a long while, he picked up the cup on the table and smashed it hard on the floor. Then, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sebastian Ford! The grudge between you and I is absolutely irreconcilable!"