Chapter 320
At Ford Mansion,
Lawyers from both sides began declaring both parties‘ respective financial situations.
All documents were duplicated multiple times, so everyone could have their own copy.
Everyone in the room took it seriously as they read the documents in their hands, and the atmosphere
was tense and quiet.
As they read on, Mr. and Mrs. Cohen‘s brows began furrowing tightly.
It was especially so for Mr. Cohen, who suddenly placed one of the files on the table and tapped his
fingers on it. “What‘s with this? I don‘t recall that the risk level of this Fern City project was so high.”
Weston simply glanced over him and said, “Things have changed. This is our most optimistic projection
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtafter going through the risk analysis.” Mr. Cohen‘s face darkened. “Why didn‘t you say this earlier?”
Both families had high hopes for this project, with the Cohen family ready to participate the moment
they got married, going as far as to invest a huge portion of their family fortune.
This project appeared to be a sure profit which was guaranteed to multiply their net worth. When that
happened, they would no longer need to fight with their relatives over who had the final say over the
company. With such earnings, the right to inheritance would naturally fall upon them. Now that the risk
level seemed so high, things did not look so rosy after all.
“I‘ve already discussed this matter with the Board of Directors. If they were to find out about this newly–
assessed risk level, they would never be convinced about going ahead!” What‘s more, the sole reason
why they decided to trust Weston Ford was his marriage to Guinevere.
Marriage alliances were an effective tactic even in today‘s corporate world. The law protected the joint
assets and benefits between a wedded couple, and it was a solid guarantee for any commercial activity
that a couple would be involved in. In the corporate world, nobody believed in emotional ties. Marriage,
however, was a different issue altogether. It was legally binding, and therefore a marriage alliance had
commercial value.
Although Guinevere had no clue about such commercial gains and losses, she knew clearly in her
heart that her family supported her marriage with Weston because of these unspoken benefits. Hence,
they chose to turn a blind eye to the grievances they suffered and could only issue weak, verbal
warnings to Weston.
That was because marrying Weston brought great benefits to the Cohen family.
Although she didn‘t understand how the corporate world worked, she can sense that
something was wrong. She couldn‘t help but speak up, “Dad, Mom, these things probably don‘t have
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmmuch to do with whether Weston and I get married, right?” She forced a smile and tried to smooth
things over, “Today is the day Weston and I will register our marriage. The most important thing is our
affection for each other, which has finally come to fruition after so many years. Regarding the business
collaboration between both families, I suppose that is also built upon the foundation of our relationship,
right? As long as both of us get along well as a married couple, these benefits are but additional
bonuses, right?”
She wasn‘t sure of that herself. She just knew that she had to exert some level of pressure on her
parents. She wanted to make it clear to them that their daughter‘s happiness was of utmost
importance, and they should put everything else aside. However, Mr. and Mrs. Cohen remained silent.
Their faces turned downcast. Guinevere‘s heart immediately turned cold. “What‘s the matter? Say
something, please!” Mr. Cohen opened his mouth, but no words came out. Guinevere‘s words had
placed him on moral grounds. If he were to stop them from registering their marriage on the grounds of
commercial benefits, wouldn‘t that be equivalent to regarding his daughter‘s happiness as less
important than earning money?