Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1108

Chapter 1108Chapter 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?”
“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‘sfault. 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.
This 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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