Chapter 62

Back at the Ford mansion, Guinevere had just gotten the report. She turned each page slowly, scrutinizing each and every word. They really were two different people. But how was that possible? It was indeed an outcome that she had hoped for, but it was all too outlandish. But still, everything had been spelled out in black and white, in the report in front of her, so it had to be true. Guinevere sighed in relief. Thank goodness she wasn’t that woman. Thank goodness Ella Steele was just Ella Steele after all. As long as she wasn’t Stella Sealey, she would pose no threat to her. She was just a woman who looked like Stella, that was all. Nothing to be worried about. “What are you doing?” Weston asked, appearing seemingly out of nowhere just as she sighed. Guinevere’s heart skipped a beat but she managed to stay calm and show no emotions. “Nothing,” she replied, getting up and pretending to be tidying up the desk. “I was just reading my scripts.” Weston usually showed no interest i