Chapter 84

He was entirely shrouded in darkness and surrounded by a solemn air. This made the woman rather fearful. “Mr. Ford…” Her voice hid tones of deliberate femininity and gentleness, which was starkly different from Stella’s voice. Weston’s eyes turned cold in an instant. “Shut up.” Belle immediately kept her silence, not daring to say anything more. Her sudden shrinking back in fear was very similar to Stella in the past. Weston tightened his grip over her chin which made the woman yelp in pain, “Mr. Ford!” Weston pulled her head down with more force. “Be good.” Her scalp throbbed with pain. Belle did not expect him to be so forthright and could only kneel submissively before him. These things went without saying for the women of Lowe Garden. Many things were left unspoken, but everyone knew the rules clearly. With trembling hands, she touched his buckle. Weston lowered his head to look at the top of her head, imagining the scene from earlier when he had Stella under hi