Chapter 909

Bradley felt helpless when he read the comments.

The movie had already become so famous even before it was released.

Now, investors from all over were trying to contact him.

Although it might seem a positive thing, the truth was actually far from that. If the movie did not meet the
audience‘s expectations, it would probably backfire on them.

Especially for Ella...

Bradley was in a sweat about her.

Today was a sunny day.

Spring was officially over, and it was the first day of summer.

Weston rushed to the pier at the cliff as fast as he could.

“Mr. Ford...”

“Mr. Ford...”

He walked straight to the ship that Stella was supposed to be in, completely disregarding the bystanders‘
greetings.

The “bride” was sitting in the cabin, and shocked by his early arrival; she turned away from him. –

“Mr. F– Mr. Ford...”



He walked straight up to her and turned her around.

Sure enough, she was not Stella...

“Mr. Ford...”

The woman quickly blocked her face. She paled with fear. “I‘m… I‘m sorry... I didn‘t mean to do it!”

She had done it for the money. If it weren‘t, who else in their right mind would dare to take such a risk
and trick Weston?

It was just that she did not expect that it would be exposed so quickly.

Didn‘t Warren say that he would be here to protect her?

Weston grabbed her wrist and stared at her with a gloomy face.

His horrible expression made her shiver.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Ford...”

She nearly cried out of fear.

The man had not said a word since he came in.

The force of his grip was about to crush her wrist.

“Who told you to come here?” he roared.

After a while, he uttered, gritting his teeth. “I am asking you. Who told you to come here? Who let you
wear this wedding dress?”

“It‘s … It‘s Warren Ford. He asked me to come here, and Miss Ella agreed!



“She was the one who let me wear this wedding dress...” the girl begged in trepidation.

Weston‘s face darkened and he threw her to a side.

Even though she was innocent, few people could bear his rage.

“You are asking for death,” Weston barked.

“I am very sorry, but Mr. Ford said he would give me good money

Weston let out an incredulous chuckle. “You said that Ella agreed? Where did she go?”

“l-I don‘t know.”

Without even waiting for him to torture her, the woman told him everything she knew.

Clearly, she didn‘t know where Stella had gone. “I really don‘t know. I have told you everything I know.”

“Let me ask you one last thing.”

Weston had lost his patience. “Be honest if you do not wish to die!”

“I really don‘t know!” The woman was on the verge of crying.

Suddenly, an old voice came from the doorway.

“Weston, don‘t give her a hard time. It‘s Ella‘s own choice.”

“Is that so?”

Weston let go of her hand, his face suddenly turning expressionless. “It seems you know about this.”

Warren stood at the door with a walking stick in his hand. Looking at Weston‘s face, he sighed inwardly.



He knew Weston best. The colder he looked, the greater his rage was.




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