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Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 325
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Chapter 325

Weston said to him, “Everything is about a matter of order and appropriateness. Don‘t you

agree?”

Mr. Cohen pondered for a while and agreed with him. “I hope you can show the same confidence on

the Fern City project.”

“Of course.” Mr. Cohen breathed a sigh of relief. He was slightly more confident upon Weston‘s

affirmation. The big project in Fern City was his utmost priority now. He had been keeping an eye on it.

Weston was in charge of the project, which meant the success of the project was likely

guaranteed.

The Cohen family was just a business partner, but they would make a lot of money if the project

succeeded with a good response. By then, he would basically have a say regarding the Cohen family‘s

heir. This was very important to him, so his attitude toward Weston changed a lot.

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“Gwen will probably hold a grudge against us for today‘s matter… She has always listened to you. I

hope you can help put in a few words for us and help her understand our reasons.”

“This is within my responsibility.” Weston never objected, not even once. However, everything played

out as he wished.

Mrs. Cohen had mixed feelings. She knew men were only interested in business, but she had a feeling

that... Weston‘s relationship with Guinevere was different from their imagination.

Weston politely escorted Guinevere‘s parents out of the house and into the car.

After they got into the car, Mrs. Cohen took a deep breath and spoke to Mr. Cohen.

“‘I feel like it‘s all part of his plan... Does he really want to marry Gwen?” “Of course he does. Didn‘t you

see how Chris reacted when we said we weren‘t going to let Gwen get the marriage license?” Mr.

Cohen laughed and said with some glee, “I knew they wanted us to share the risk with them. This

wouldn‘t do us any good! Anyway, we have to look at the benefits first before agreeing to them.

Understand?”

Mrs. Cohen could not comprehend his reasons. She was just a little worried about Guinevere.” I

wonder how Gwen is doing now,”

“She‘s already living in Ford Mansion. What else does she want? Anyway, it‘s just a marriage license.

She‘ll get it in a year!” Mr. Cohen cut his wife off impatiently, “Don‘t talk about this anymore. Gwen will

figure it out herself eventually.”

Mrs. Cohen could only sigh.

At the same time, in Guinevere’s room.

Guinevere closed the door as soon as she returned to her room. She leaned against the wall with her

eyes closed. After a long time, she suddenly opened her eyes... revealing her scarily

bloodshot orbs. She could barely stay in control and smashed everything to the floor! Sounds of heavy

objects hitting the ground came from inside the room, making a series of loud noises. Meanwhile,

outside her room. The maids looked at each other. No one dared to go in, but they were afraid that

Guinevere might hurt herself. They did not know what to do.

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“Mr. Ford...”

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A tall figure walked over. The people in the corridor scattered and looked at the handsome man with a

cold face. “Mr. Ford. Ms. Cohen is inside...” “You may go down first.” Weston raised his hand and

gestured to them to leave. He saw their troubled faces and said, “I‘ll handle it.” “Alright, sir.” Guinevere

heard the sound outside and knew Weston was there. She closed her eyes and let out a soft sob.

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“Gwen, open up.” The man‘s mellow and low voice rang from outside. He sounded calm. Guinevere

clenched her fists. She did not hear any hint of guilt or love in his voice. She said throatily, “Leave me

alone...” “Okay.” Weston did not insist. He turned and was about to leave.

She opened the door in the next second. Guinevere could not stand the thought of him leaving and

rushed out. She hugged his waist tightly and pleaded, “Don‘t go... Weston, I just wanted you to coax

me...”