Chapter 1108 It was the first time Nicole had ever experienced anything like it. She had just escaped from
Guinevere Cohen and wasn‘t as familiar with the situation as Belle was.
She truly would never have believed that in a society ruled by law, Guinevere would dare to act so rampantly... so
rampantly that she wanted to chop her hands off! Guinevere cursed and yelled at her, saying she never wanted her
to play the piano ever again!
Nicole didn‘t want to be like Belle. She didn‘t want to kneel in front of Weston, crying and begging him in the hopes
that he would pity her and help her.
But being in a really desperate situation and having no other choice, she could only come here and ask for his help.
“I seriously don‘t understand what I‘d done wrong,” Nicole said. “Why would that Guinevere Cohen woman do such
a horrible thing to us...”
She turned to Weston and, in a choked voice, continued,” Mr. Ford, this is a matter between you and her. Why
should I suffer for it?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“What do I have to do with her?” Weston tugged at the folds of his pants lightly. His move was so nonchalant
that it gave him an air of utter coldness.
“Everyone in Ahn City knows that I‘m already married,” he continued. “I have nothing to do with Guinevere Cohen.
If you have any problems with her, then you should go directly to her.” “But...” Nicole‘s eyes widened in disbelief.
“But Miss Cohen clearly attacked us because of you...” “Stop it,” Belle quickly cut Nicole off. She could hardly
believe that Nicole could be this naive. “This is all Guinevere Cohen‘s fault. It has nothing to do with Mr. Ford. We‘re
only here to ask for his help, not to make any demands, do you understand?” Belle found Nicole‘s simple–
mindedness almost unbearable. How could she still not understand the whole situation yet? How could she still
assume that Weston Ford would help them simply on the principle of justice? This man was a capitalist wolf, not a
charitable philanthropist. How could Nicole really assume that she could persuade him to help them just by saying a
few words?
Besides, all of this was Weston Ford‘s plan, to begin with.
He had been setting up the snares from the start, tricking everyone into thinking that he was interested in them,
thus triggering Guinevere‘s ire and provoking her to take revenge.
By that point, Weston could easily wipe his hands clean of
them and just minded his own business, so if they wanted to live, their only choice was to come to him and beg for
his help
As for why Weston Ford would do this, there could only be one explanation – he must have wanted to use them
somehow. He must have wanted them to do something for him.
Belle had to admit that this man had the terrifying ability to read through other people‘s minds, especially when it
was pertinent to achieving his goals.
She hated herself for falling so stupidly into his hands!
Why could she not control her feelings and fall into his traps the moment she saw him again? Even after having
learned such a harsh lesson once in the past?
It was already too late when she finally understood that the problem didn‘t lie with Guinevere‘s hatred for them
since all these fell under Weston Ford‘s plans and calculations.
She could not help but relent to the fact that ordinary people like them just simply could not compare to a man like
Weston Ford. They were just on entirely different levels.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThis man was renowned for being all–powerful and unrivaled in the field of business after all, so it should not have
come as a surprise that he was an artful and devious man with his own plans up his sleeves.
“Please...” she continued to beg. “Please save us, Mr. Ford ... We‘re willing to do anything...”
She reached out her hand and tried to grasp his pants again, but the contempt in his eyes crept into her mind and
she decided against it.
“Mr Ford...” she looked at him and tearfully pleaded.“ Please save us...”
“Why should we beg for his help?” Nicole was still confused. “Wasn‘t it all because of him that Guinevere Cohen
attacked us? He should be helping us deal with this matter anyway, right?”
“Shut up!” Belle glared at her. “Didn‘t you hear what Mr. Ford said? He has nothing to do with Guinevere Cohen. She
did this to us on her own accord, so what right do we have to demand him to deal with this? If Mr. Ford is willing to
help us, then it will all be due to his kindness and generosity, but if he‘s not, it‘ll still be perfectly reasonable for him
to do so...”
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