Novel & Cerita Ford Family Tree

The Ford family's current manor was located in an extremely busy area, but that wasn't their initial family home. After being persecuted in their earlier years, the Fords' property was sold off, eventually ending up in the hands of the Hardin family. The Ford family's original property was in Ashthorne's most thriving area. It resembled a grand castle and had been considered a protected site in Draskia for a long time. Even without considering the value of the Fords' initial family home, the land alone was worth more than ten billion.

From that point on, the Black family declined rapidly. Realizing Julie would never find someone to take over for her again, they turned back to me, begging desperately for forgiveness, hoping I would show mercy for old times' sake and help the Black family recover. I didn't even give them a meeting. During that time, under my leadership and with James's full support, Ford Corporation rose once again to the top of the city's business world. To solidify our alliances, I married a woman of equal standing from a prominent family. Not long after, we had three healthy, beautiful children—the future heirs of the Ford family.

Compared to them, the Ford family seemed much simpler. Shane, guessing her thoughts, smiled and ruffled her hair. "The Fisher family has a long history. The Ford family was built from scratch by my dad, so it's naturally different." Haley looked up, her lips curling into a soft smile, her eyes filled with trust. "You're amazing too, managing the Ford family so well." Shane soaked up her praise, his stern expression softening into a smile. "Well, our Haley has excellent taste, choosing me as her husband."

Mateo and Emily met Millie's gaze with guilt written all over their faces. They had finally come to understand the hardships that Millie had endured three years ago and realized just how over the line they had been. Still, Frederick was the head of the family, and their survival depended on him. They couldn't defy his authority. "Mr. Jordan, what brings you here?" Millie asked, her tone calm and detached. Frederick had specially arranged for the book containing their family tree to be sent from their hometown. The old, yellowed book carried a significant weight, both physically and symbolically.

“Mya. Stop. You don’t have to explain yourself to us. Not anymore.” She blinked, startled by the simple finality in his tone. Casey leaned across the table, eyes shining with mischief. “You don’t get it yet, do you? You don’t owe him anything. Or anyone.” Mya frowned, confused. “What do you mean?” Cameron leaned in, his voice carrying both warmth and gravity. “We’re the Cross family, Mya. Billionaires. Our father built an empire, and we’ve carried it forward. Everything he left—the businesses, the properties, the legacy—it belongs to us. To all of us.”

Larry Ford, the chairman of Ford Corporation, had lost his wife a few years after having a son. The Fords usually only had one child to avoid inheritance issues but Larry wanted to change that. Growing up, he had been so lonely without siblings. So he wanted to have more children but unfortunately, his wife died before he could have more. His hope was in Harry Ford, his son. However, he too died prematurely before he could have more kids, leaving Henry Ford as an only child.

He explained, seemingly deeper in thought. So, what he meant to say was, the reason why the Fords pushed Elara down the cliff and framed it on me, leading to the rift between the Hurts and the Tates, was not just because they wanted to win the elections, but also because they wanted to take their revenge on the Tates? And why? The Ford patriarch, the founder of the family was related to the Tates. He was my grandfather's, the Tate patriarch's brother. To put it simply, the Tate Patriarch and the Ford Patriarch were brothers. Didn't that mean that we were related to the Fords? That the Ford patriarch, the cause of all the pain that we all went through was my grandfather?

He dared not speak. "Kendrick, you're amazing." Conrad had just gotten a few pieces of information from Samantha. When he had just gone after Kendrick, the man returned. "There's no news from Madelville." Since Kendrick had returned, there were a lot of situations that couldn't be traced. "There's nothing so far. The Ford family keeps a low profile in Madelville. Like the Snider and Simmons families, the head of the house of the three great families rarely appeared in public. They don't attract the people's attention," reported the man clearly.

As for my family—the Sheridan family—our place in this marriage with the Ford family rested entirely on one thing: the Sheridan women's famed fertility lineage, passed down for generations. Legend had it that women from the Sheridan family conceived easily and often gave birth to twins or multiples. Regardless of what happened to my father, this marriage between the Ford and Sheridan families was always a silent, mutual understanding. It was a transaction that benefited both parties. What I did not expect was for Jayden, after five years of dating me, to be dumb enough to father an illegitimate child right before our engagement banquet—and then have the nerve to expect me to swallow my pride

She finally blurted. Immediately Grace heard the name, she almost broke into laughter. The Fords were the most powerful family in the city of Davenport, owning multiple small chain businesses, shares, and properties that made them almost like the original settlers of that city, and Ethan was the poster boy for how influential and ruthless the Fords could be. Certainly, there was no way, Hannah would have agreed to marry that ruthless cold bastard, Grace thought. However, seeing the sad unhinged look on Hannah’s face, she could tell that her friend was serious.