Novel Ford Novelas e Histórias

Velaré’s control room “Open the gate. It’s Mr. Ford.” “On it.” A Mercedes-Maybach S680—obsidian black with a subtle satin finish, deep-tinted glass rolled in smoothly like a scene from a movie. The door swung open, revealing Christian Ford (CEO of Ford Enterprises), 6.2ft tall, smooth pale-skinned, full but excellently trimmed beard, sharp jawline. Just the perfect description of a good-looking man. He was elegantly dressed in a burgundy tuxedo.

The woman agreed and I was glad she did because I couldn't think of how I would react if she had not agreed. "What is your name?" The woman asked me in my dream. I didn't want to tell her what my name was but when she kept on insisting, I told her that my name was Perer Ford. "Do you know Henry Ford?" The woman asked me and I said I haven't heard of such a name in my life. Then she told me that he was the founder of the Ford Motor company. An American company that was specialized in making cars. I felt glad to know that I was bearing the same surname of a great man that was from America but I was more worried about leaving the forest than I was concerned about learning history.

A light shone in one of her co-workers' eyes. “I saw you in the news. You were good friends with the Ford siblings and Noah Hunter.” I rubbed the back of my neck, surprised that someone recognized my association with the Fords. It was unexpected, but it at least broke the ice between us. “Was it true that Flint Ford got married to a crown princess?” That same person piped in. I laughed awkwardly. “He was a prince consort now because his wife was made Queen before I left Arkadia.” I saw the eyes of Beth’s co-workers glowed in interest.

“You thinking of getting one?” Noah nodded. “Easier to get around.” “Yeah, definitely,” Zack said. “Although traffic is shit in New York.” Noah chuckled. “Yeah.” “I got a Ford,” Zack said. “Just the normal family type car, you know. Don’t need anything fancy when I have a three-year-old.” He chuckled. Noah nodded.

He made to step forward, but ultimately didn't move. Kendrick was very anxious because the news he had heard from Linda had almost made him panic. Ford Corporation had been able to rise so quickly in a city like Madelville because they had a large amount of start-up capital. The early development of their business had been built on this money. The last time he came back here, Kendrick had overheard what his father and Arthur had discussed. Only then did he realize that Ford Corporation had such a shady past. The graveyard he was talking about also housed the mausoleum of a prince from the Dystonian era. As time went by, nobody knew that there was such a mausoleum in that place except for the

“Mr. Ford brought a female partner this time. It looks like he is buying all these things for his partner.” “I think the lady he brought is a Manager in Ford industries hotel. Her name is Elizabeth. She was previously rumored to be Charles's girlfriend.” “Mr. Ford is now good at this.” Outsiders did not know anything about the Ford family. They did not know about Christian’s relationships and only knew he kept to a low profile. He was not lustful either and nobody ever had any gossip about him. Now that he brought a female partner with him, people were beginning to get nosey.

Ford answered laughing voice. “Why are you in town anyways? I thought you were busy up there. When are you returning?” Oswald questioned with fisted fingers. “Oh my dear friend, when did you your coconut head grow bigger? You don’t know that I came back to expand my family firm? Oh, I think your witty ex-wife knows this very much that the reason, she wants to closer to me by inviting me to the party.” Ford answered in a firm tone. Wondering why his friend was losing out on recent news and particularly news about close ones.

Either way, it was impressive with the little modern touches while it maintained its vintage ardor. Ford didn’t try to make any conversation which was the only nice thing about this. Photo, and the fact that I am inside and I will see Jade soon. I was almost shaking with anticipation. “Come on in.” Ford further invited me when the car stopped and he got out. I followed suit, looking around because I could feel eyes on me. I noted many security details lingering around different parts of the house. Not exactly invisible but also not in sight that you’ll feel like you have no privacy. Something tells me they wanted me to they are there.

I never knew that Landon Ford, or just the last name 'Ford,' holds that much power in this country. The Fords are one of the 'old money rich' families in this country. They are the owner of Fordemere Dynasty Corporation, the biggest and most prominent multi-billion-dollar company in the country. FDC is a multinational conglomerate with diversified holdings such as real estate and land development, finance and capital, luxury goods and lifestyle, energy and infrastructure, and hospitality and leisure. Now, if that does not scream overly rich and powerful, then I don't know what to call it anymore.

Ford stepped out. He was putting on a loose slack and shirt. “Mr. Ford,” I whispered, as my eyes locked with his, and all I could remember was the anger in his eyes on the night he fired me. Nicole caught on immediately, and stepped in front of me. “I know Jiu-jiutsu, Mr. Ford,” Nicole warned. “Don't think for a second that I'll let you hurt my friend,” Nicole said, as Mr. Ford rounded the car to where Nicole and I stood awkwardly at the side.