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 accept 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 salary was just a drop in the bucket compared 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.

The lawyers 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 plan 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. At last, 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.“




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