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
Once Cordy got out of her car, she headed straight to the elevator without looking back once.John smiled faintly at her indifference.She was so hot and cold! Not to mention, she didn’t even thank him for escorting her.-Over the next few days, Cordy would visit John's apartment.Even though she ate dinner before going, Dicky had her eat with him. When she refused, he flashed his sad puppy face and asked if she didn’t like eating with him.Unable to withstand that wounded look, Cordy simply gave up and ate dinner at John’s for the next few days.It certainly didn’t hurt once she got used to it.One day, while they were having a break during their lessons, Dicky suddenly said, "Mommy, my teacher told us that the school's sports meet is this Friday. All the kids’ parents will be there, and I've already registered for sprinting, swimming, high jump, and relay race."Friday? That was three more days.She would probably be free. The instant she saw Dicky’s hopeful gaze, she ag
Cordy was left stunned for several seconds. After that, she collected herself and snapped angrily, "You could’ve said that earlier!"She honestly scared herself, since it almost seemed to be the inevitable conclusion. Did he enjoy teasing her that much? "You never gave me a chance to speak," John said bluntly. Cordy was livid—he had literally made a speech, rambling on and on about his academic achievements! For once, she didn’t get upset with him and left after finishing the rum baba.As usual, John drove his Maybach and followed her all the way back to her apartment.-Another two days passed; Cordy was in Dicky's room, once again teaching the boy pronunciation by separating the syllables. She seemed to hear something outside, but the wall was soundproofed so well that she thought she was simply hearing things. "Lee-id. Lid." Cordy continued to teach Dicky patiently, having become much calmer after finding out about Dicky's IQ score.She had done some reading, and foun
When Jessica heard the door open and turned to see Cordy, her expression betrayed neither anger nor displeasure.In fact, she actually appeared calm. "Oh! You're here too, Miss Sachs? What a coincidence."Cordy was actually left at a loss by Jessica's unexpectedly cordial greeting.Given her family's connections, Jessica probably knew all about Cordy's relationship with John. In fact, Cordy was positive Jessica also knew that Dicky was Cordy’s son. Cordy had no idea if Jessica truly liked John and therefore didn’t mind her presence, or if she was confident that no woman could steal John from her… Or perhaps, her composure was a front for John's sake.Whatever the reason maybe, Cordy's presence was inappropriate given John and Jessica's engagement.And unlike Jessica, Cordy wasn’t that carefree enough to play it off."Dicky's pronunciation is bad, so I'm giving him remedial lessons," she explained flatly. "John told me he’s hiring a private tutor for Dicky for that. So, it's y