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.
“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.
“Mr. Ford...”
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.
“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...”
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