Noel quickly flashed a sweet smile and greeted Cordy affectionately, "Hello, sister."Cordy, for her part, was actually curious as to why Noel would still care about Kyle. Wait… Was Noel planning to tell Kyle how evil she really was, all on her own volition?!Still, Cordy ignored Noel; unlike Noel, Cordy was incapable of being a two-faced snake. However, Cordy came to a sudden realization when she stepped out of the detention center and saw the journalists camping outside the gates. Of course! Noel wouldn’t get her perfect ending without a superb last act.As such, Cordy quickly made her way to her car and left before the journalists could realize what had just happened.-In the visitor’s room, Noel sat opposite Kyle. She didn’t seem at all guilty to see Kyle's tragic state.She believed he deserved it—that he had fallen for her schemes because of his own moronic incompetence. And now, everything that had happened was caused by his own folly. It had nothing to do with her,
"Noel Sachs!!!"Kyle was shaking with hate as he roared in fury. He felt really sorry for rejecting Cordy just to be with someone as terrible as Noel!Never had he regretted anything so much before in his life! Had he stayed with Cordy, he wouldn’t have met such a tragic end. Instead, they might even be married with children by now…Even as Kyle's eyes turned redder and redder, Noel remained unaffected. She spat icily, "Well, I'm more than done with a mad dog like you. Keep barking from your cage, Kyle! You're going to be here for a long time. John Levine will make sure of that!"She turned to leave without the slightest hesitation, completely unconcerned about how hysterical Kyle had become.All she felt from seeing him was disgust…though to be more precise, she had felt that way ever since Cordy stopped liking him.Finally, Noel had rid herself of that disgusting pest.Be that as it may, she changed her expression the instant she stepped outside the detention center. She f
Noel’s expression turned icy and she barked, "Where did you learn how to drive?!""I'm sorry, Miss Sachs," the chauffeur apologized immediately. "That car up front suddenly switched lanes. I had to stop.""Eyes on the road," Noel said with a displeased scowl.However, that was when a burly, menacing man clad fully in black and wearing shades strode over to them. He knocked on Noel's side of the door.Startled, her first thought was that he wanted to kidnap her. "Drive!" she shrieked in agitation."But we're stuck, Miss!" the chauffeur cried helplessly. "They’ve cut us off from the back, too!" Noel was certainly terrified out of her wits, but just as she took out her phone to call the cops, a call reached her instead.In her panic, she answered it."Hello, Miss Sachs. I'm Jessica Stuart," the voice on the other end said. Noel was stunned; for a second, she wondered if she was hearing things. "If you could please alight from the car, my bodyguards will escort you to my tea
Jessica could read Noel's mind clearly. Nonetheless, she still asked, "What do you say, Miss Sachs?"Noel was beside herself with joy, but restrained herself from letting it show.She had been feeling utterly indignant ever since Plum and Sue stopped Simon from trying to give her his shares. Sonny had nothing going for him at all! What gave him the right to inherit the family's estate? Was everyone else obliged to work for him just because he was Simon's son?!Dream on!No one could stop Noel from getting what she wanted.Family? She would kill anyone who got in her way, no questions asked.Anyone!"Alright," Noel replied, suddenly agreeing to it. "What do you need me to do?"Jessica flashed an icy smile. "I like direct people like you. As for what..."-Noel was stunned after Jessica elaborated her plan in detail. To think that Jessica would go that far just to bury Cordy Sachs six feet under! Noel had to admit, the thought of Cordy losing everything filled her with ir
Cordy was shocked to discover the news regarding Kyle’s suicide.‘The worst for him,’ she thought, ‘was just ten or twenty years in jail.’ She never expected him to actually end his own life.When she thought about it again, for him to stay alive would only be more tragic. There was no way he could accept being deceived so thoroughly by a woman he once loved, and that his own family had fallen to ruin by his own design. His pride wouldn’t be able to handle such disgrace, either. Death might be only the release for him.Even so, Cordy didn’t feel much about his death. She had no guilt, especially since she wasn’t the one who had caused his death. She had zero sympathy, too—Kyle was no angel.If anything, the only emotion she felt was her respect for the sanctity of life. Nonetheless, the condemnation towards Kyle dwindled following his suicide, since most people observed the rule not to speak ill of the dead.Hence, all the flaming and scorn for him ended after a little over
After Cordy left work, she headed straight to John’s apartment.It was only after she arrived and saw the food placed on the table that she remembered that she hadn’t eaten.In fact, she had forgotten that it was now dinnertime. Winston invited her to join them eagerly, while Dicky was also hugging her leg and saying, "Mommy! I missed you so much! Let's eat together—Winston made us a lot of good food."Unable to resist Dicky's enthusiasm and because she afforded Kyle an opening to attack her because she wasn’t eating well that one time, Cordy wouldn’t allow herself to repeat the same amateur mistake.Even if Kyle was dead, John lived—and he was far more dangerous than Kyle.As she sat at the dining table, John never once spoke to her and maintained his noble aloofness. Cordy finally looked at the food on the table to see that almost every dish was her favorite.She then remembered that Dicky's tastes were just like hers; therefore this wasn’t the least bit surprising. Pick
Cordy needed peace and quiet.She was convinced she loved Dicky to the point he could do no wrong in her eyes.Now, however, she realized belatedly that she had overestimated herself.Once Cordy left Dicky's room, the first thing she did was take deep breaths—as hard as she could. It took a while for her to finally calm down. After that, she found herself really thirsty.Her throat was dry after a night of teaching pronunciations. She looked up to find John sitting at the living room bar, a laptop in front of him. He was wearing a pair of silver-framed glasses—it was the first time she saw him wearing those, and he certainly looked like a cultured douchebag. He was still typing, but his eyes were on her, so he must have seen what she was doing.Cordy didn’t expect to find him in the living room as well. Didn’t he do work in the study?!"So? Are things going well?" John asked.She could somehow sense his glee. How could he remain so nonchalant when his own son was called
Even so, Cordy still failed to teach Dicky pronunciation that night.Cordy couldn’t bear pushing him anymore, and so let him sleep early. She would come back tomorrow to continue teaching him.Once Dicky got in bed, however, he refused to let her go.She couldn’t turn him down, not with that sad puppy face. Hence, she slept with him.After Dicky fell asleep, his babyish appearance softened her heart. She couldn’t resist leaning in to kiss him on the forehead.She would always be reluctant to part with him.Just as she was about to leave, Dicky suddenly spoke in his sleep. "Cool hwip… Cool whip…"Cordy's heart stung; she wondered if she had been too harsh.She just didn’t want Dicky to be ridiculed by his classmates and teachers, so she never realized that she had put him under so much pressure.Remembering what John had said, she gave Dicky another kiss, feeling slightly guilty about what she had done.She swore to herself she would be more patient tomorrow, and tucked him un