Mr. Ford Is Jealous
Chapter 463

Chapter 463 Guinevere had just gotten home when Wendy came with Zachary in her arms. "I thought you weren't coming home today." "Why not? This is where I live." Wendy chuckled and reverted to her old, aloof self.

Guinevere sometimes felt that she wasn't the one who had lost control of her emotions, but Wendy. Otherwise, why was she unable to figure out this woman's mind? She was about to return to her room when Wendy suddenly called her. "By the way, the actress in the cast named Ella..."

Hearing Ella's name, Guinevere stopped dead in her tracks. "What are you asking her for?"

She seemed very sensitive at the mention of that name. To her, that person was like a time bomb. Her face looked so much like Stella and even her name sounded so similar; if it were not for the DNA test that proved that they weren't the same person, she would've really thought that Stella had come back for revenge with a new identity. "Why are you so worked up? She is just an actress."

Wendy did not expect such a big reaction from her.

Guinevere calmed herself. "You are not in the entertainment industry anymore. Why are you prying so much?"

Wendy did not like to hear this. "When I was in the entertainment industry, my status was much higher than yours. The juniors had better stay humble."

Guinevere clenched her fists, having no desire to be humble in front of her. Smiling, she replied, "Is that so? The new overthrow the old. After all, if you were really as good as you say, you would be acting with me. What kind of person keeps reminiscing about their former glory days? li couldn't be someone who's still going uphill."

Wendy's face instantly turned gloomy.

Guinevere walked straight into her room.

Just as she closed the door, her phone rang Her eyes twitched and she picked up the phone. "How's it going? Did you replace out anything?" "That woman has been very quiet recently and has not met Mr. Ford. But there is one thing..." The person on the other side hesitated.

Guinevere sald impatiently, "If you have something to say, say it."

"It seems that someone is investigating that kidnapper..."

"What?" Guinevere's eyes widened immediately. "How is that possible?!"

She believed that the evidence would've been gone after such a long time, not to mention that kidnapper was in a vegetative state and was similar to a living dead. Thus, all she needed to do was to wait patiently until the day he died and all the evidence of murder would vanish. Only Weston, Stella, and her knew the inside story of the kidnapping that day. Who else would try to investigate the incident? Could Stella have really come back from the dead?

Impossible.

She witnessed the fall herself. They fell from such a high place that day and even the kidnapper had been seriously injured to the point of complete paralysis, his life hanging by a thread.

Stella was in a poor physical condition and pregnant at that time. There was no way she could have survived.

"You must replace out who exactly is the person secretly investigating the incident! You hear

me?"

"Yes, Ms. Cohen." Guinevere hung up and became more and more restless.

She wanted to call Weston, but no matter how many times she called his number, no one answered.

This had never happened before.

If he did not pick up, she would know that he was at work and would stop calling. Today, however, she knew she had to get through to him before she could stop.