Chapter 309

That was when Guinevere took a good look at her face, and her brows furrowed. “How old are you?” she suddenly asked. Bella knelt on the floor and trembled, tears streaking down her face, “Slightly over 20… I was wrong! I was just trying to make a living for myself. Ms. Cohen, please spare me!” Women like her knew when it was time to bow down. The more Guinevere looked at her, the more she realized that Bella resembled someone else. A nasty expression emerged on her face. “When did things begin between you and Weston?” “It hasn’t been long… we’ve only met in private a few times after that. Also…also…” Bella halted, somehow unable to go on. Guinevere’s eyes darkened. “Why aren’t you speaking? Do you need my help to open your mouth?” Bella said with self-depreciation, “Nothing happened between Mr. Ford and me. He never touched me…” Everyone in the dressing room fell silent at her words. Guinevere remained still and unmoved. It came as a surprise for her, but someho