Chapter 324


    Chapter 324


    Mrs. Cohen could not bear seeing Guinevere‘s sadness, but she just could not understand.“ Gwen,


    don‘t be so sad. It‘s for your own good! Weston doesn‘t want you to share his risk as soon as you


    marry him. After all, doing business is like going on the battlefield. The market changes very quickly.


    You might be wealthy, but you shouldn‘t act on a whim!” Guinevere knew her mother was trying to


    comfort her. However, she just could not stand listening to her anymore. She turned to the side,


    unwilling to listen to her mother.


    Seeing that, Mrs. Cohen sighed.


    Mr. Cohen could not ept the way his daughter acted. He berated her coldly, “Just look at you! It‘s


    just a marriage license. If you can‘t get over it, ask Weston to hold a wedding ceremony for you. You


    both have a child already. Do you really need that license now?”


    Guinevere remained silent, but tears continued to stream down her cheeks.


    She was already emotionally unstable. She never imagined that her parents would be the biggest


    obstacle that stopped her from marrying Weston!


    Their reasons were for nothing else other than profit. Her parents knew how much she wanted to marry


    him, but she was less important than the benefit. To them, the business risk was too great for them.


    However, what she did not know was that her annual sry was just a drop in the bucketpared to


    the project‘s revenue. That was why her parents were so concerned.


    Guinevere suddenly stood up and ran into her room without looking back.


    “Gwen!” Mrs. Cohen shouted after her, but Guinevere simply ignored it. She closed the door with a


    bang.


    There was a dead silence.


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    Thewyers did not say anything. Even those who were turning the pages of the document stopped


    moving Mr. Cohen remained silent with a heavy face. Indeed, he suddenly backtracked on their


    agreement because he refused to take the risk. Even so, he had to make it sound fair.


    He spoke mercilessly in order not to embarrass himself. “Let‘s put the matter about marriage license


    aside first. If you are really sincere, we can start with preparing the wedding,” Weston interrupted him


    politely and made himself clear. “I‘ll be staying in Fern City for a year. I won‘t have time to n for a


    wedding.” Mr. Cohen believed him on this. Weston‘s project in Fern City was truly exciting. Everyone


    who had their sources had their eyes on it.


    He knew it was too risky for him to take the plunge, but he did not want to give up this huge piece of pie


    easily. Therefore, he wanted Weston to find a way for them. Despite that, he did not want to be


    completely tied to them. In this way, they would be left unscathed by the project if anything went wrong.


    Chris understood their intention and greed, but he refused to say anything. Everything was


    about benefits. It was pointless to waste his time persuading them further. Chris stood up in silence. He


    sneered coldly and turned to leave. Wendy followed after him and left the living room without saying


    anything. What started out as a good meeting ended in a bad disagreement. Atst, only Weston


    remained seated with Mr. and Mrs. Cohen across the room. “Anyway, we still have to conclude this.


    What‘s your final decision?” Mr. and Mrs. Cohen exchanged a look. “We wanted you to marry Gwen as


    soon as possible, but now, it seems more important to move forward with the Fern City project...” Mr.


    Cohen hesitated with a short pause and added, “After all, Guinevere is my only daughter. I hope you


    can move forward with the project and speed up the progress.”


    He urged, “Once the project is done, marry Gwen as soon as possible.”


    Weston only smiled but did not answer right away.


    Mr. Cohen frowned. It was puzzling to see the sudden smile on Weston‘s face. “What are you smiling


    about?”


    “It‘s nothing.” Weston stood up. His expression remained aloof but intimidating. He was only a young


    man, but he was prominent even among the group of old foxes in business. “Since you‘ve made the


    decision, then there‘s nothing else to say.” He pushed the papers in his hand forward. “You can bring


    these documents back first.”


    Mr. Cohen took the documents and rubbed his temple. He suddenly looked at Weston and said, “The


    negotiation about business interests is inevitable. However, I really cherish my only daughter. I hope


    you‘ll treat her better...” “Of course,” Weston replied indifferently. Mr. Cohen choked and suddenly fell


    speechless. He got up and walked over to Weston to pat him on his shoulder. “Anyway, I don‘t mind if


    you call me Dad...”


    “There‘s no hurry. After all, there‘s still a year to go.“