Novel & Cerita Ford Family Tree

"Everything of the Pink family should be ours. She can forget about getting even a spoonful." "Gloria, you can't always just fixate on the Pink family's meager assets." Gordon lectured. "We also need to find a way to expand our own family's influence." "Family influence?" Gloria prompted. "Ge, what exactly did you come here to say today?" Gordon lowered his voice. "Have you forgotten? I heard Mr. Pink had arranged a childhood engagement with the Ford family." "The Ford family? From which country?" "Brandon's son, Killian, the current head of the Ford Group."

Some family members would also convey their blessings through the big screen as well. Weston had originally planned for a simple program that did not involve many activities. He merely wanted his relatives and good friends to be apprised of Stella’s new status. However, since Old Mr. Ford was involved, it was bound to be more than just a simple ceremony. With a history spanning centuries, the relationships and networks the Ford family had to maintain were beyond one’s imagination. What’s more, as the undisputed heir of the family, Weston naturally could not have complete rein over his own marriage.

My father and the Ford siblings have something in common. “Like I said, let us amend it. Firstborns have the first choice. If they don’t want it, the next son or daughter can take over. There will be no competition if we love and respect each other. The Fords handled their business like a well-oiled machine. Surely, we can learn a thing or two from my husband’s family.” My father sighed. “You have so much confidence in them, huh?” I nodded my head. “You should see them together. Maybe it was because they were orphaned at an early age. They don’t have anyone to rely on except themselves.”

Although not the wealthiest, their extensive immense social connections arose from ancestor celebrities, making them highly respected. The city's wealthy all considered an acquaintance with the Zechariahs a feather in their cap. With current patriarch Ford Zechariah, his two sons split into politics and business. Ford had only one daughter, Stacey, as His wife Rita Hewlett's fragile health nearly failed birth even that one child, firmly ending thoughts of more. Many suggest Ford simply sire extra heirs outside, but he is unwilling to hurt Rita. With both well advanced in years, the notion would never be raised again.

A Ford family and the heirs of the family would not be some goody-two-shoes office worker who followed the justice system to the dot. Or maybe, Jenny made the mistake of thinking that both Christian and Charles, despite being around violence and crime, would be a little like her, wanting to get away from the chaos of being born into an age-old vampire family. Of course, it wouldn’t be the same for others. Especially for a family like the Ford family, who had generations of history as evidence for their almost psychotic bloodshed towards anyone who went against them. They are feared and respected by everyone. Jenny is not exactly scared.

"Here's my question of the day. When will Mr. Fordham and Madam have a baby? My son's two years old now. A three-year gap is just perfect!" "That's such a good plan! I don't mean to burst your bubble, but your family isn't a good match for Madam's. You'll never get to be in-laws with her!" "I agree. You can find out Mr. Fordham's background just by searching him up online. He's the heir of one of the top wealthy families in Seaworth. Regardless, their children should be matched with people of the same status, yes?"

Ford was there, sitting behind a couple. Her chest tightened, her breathing turning shallow as she grabbed the tablet. She swiped the screen, revealing Ford’s personal data. Honestly, all this time Sunny had thought he came from an ordinary family. Ford had never told her anything about his background, except that he was Sebastian Abeforth’s cousin. When she saw the name of the large company owned by his family, Sunny immediately shrank. She felt small—suddenly unworthy. Ford’s intention to marry her now felt like something terrifying.

Hence, the next six years after that, Jorge and the family were greatly prejudiced against Winifred. In their eyes, it was Winifred who had destroyed their path to success. But now, Chris had appeared in the family’s range of sight again. Everything had happened so suddenly that they could only regain their senses now. “Young man, may I know who is your father?” Ford had hoped it was just a coincidence, so he asked. “Carl Hill!” These two chilling words made Ford’s body go limp. Carl Hill. The real estate tycoon and the master of the Hill family, Carl Hill. Uhm…

She was much smarter and more cunning than his wife. But it’s also fortunate that his wife wasn’t that clever and was rather self-assured, thinking he truly loved her and couldn't live without her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to keep up the act for so many years without her catching on. He clicked his tongue. "Patrick’s youngest son might also not be his." The Ford family did business with the Longs, and he got along well with Patrick Long. It was obvious that Patrick really didn't care for Joey, his son from his first marriage.

She frowned and pretended to cough a few times before saying, “What is that smell? It stinks. Martha, is this poor fellow your useless son-in-law?” This woman was Barb Sears, the younger sister of Nancy Sears who was wife to Stephan Longfor, son of the sixth wife. Stephan was a member of the third generation of the Longford family. Relying on the power of the Longford family, Barb had been acting all high and mighty all these years and even managed to marry into a well to do family. Looking at Martha’s son-in-law now, his clothes were clean but ordinary.