Chapter 723

“Uh-huh,” Stella replied, “your grandfather wanted me to.” Weston straightened up and peered down at her. “What did he say to you?” Stella paused, then shook her head and told him, “Nothing much. He just wanted me to get a good rest here tonight…” Weston's eyes narrowed into thin slits. That piercing gaze of his would penetrate even the deepest secrets in anyone’s heart. “Was that all?” he asked again. “What else did he say?” “What else do you think he’d say?” countered Stella. She looked up and bravely met his gaze, daring him to search her eyes. “That he would give me a large sum of money so I would leave you, perhaps?” “No,” Weston laughed. “That’s not his style.” “It seems that you two understand each other very well,” Stella raised her brows. “Your grandfather knew he couldn’t get rid of me just by throwing money at me.” “That’s right,” Weston retracted his gaze and pinched her nose. “It doesn’t matter how much money he throws at you. You’ll get much more than that if you