After dinner, Cordy helped Dicky take a bath as usual. She then handed him a storybook to read by himself while she took a bath.When she undressed, she looked at the mirror to see a large bruise on her rear flank. It hurt from the slightest movement, but she gritted her teeth and finished her bath. She changed into her pajamas, then took a tube of ointment from the first-aid kit.She stood before the full-length mirror in the living room, pulling up her shirt and lowering her trousers slightly, baring her hip so that it was easier to apply the ointment.However, she blinked just as she was about to do it—she saw John in the mirror's reflection.He was suddenly approaching her from the living room, as if he had been there for a while without her noticing.Cordy promptly lowered her shirt and pulled up her trousers, scowling as she snapped, "What are you doing here?"She clearly recalled changing her door password to stop him, and therefore never expected him to enter anyway witho
Cordy had no idea how long had passed, or how much progress John made—or if he was done with applying the ointment.She had basically lost all patience when she suddenly felt the touch of his cool lips on her waist, away from the bruise.She wheeled on him right then, stumbling backward and shoving herself against the mirror, bristling as she snapped at John, "What do you think you're doing? You said you weren't interested!" "Can't help it.""Did you forget you're married?" Cordy exploded—could he be an even worse scumbag at this point?Nonetheless, John replied loudly and clearly, "No. I'm not married yet." "Even if you aren't, you're engaged. The wedding’s but a matter of time," she retorted. "Or maybe you think you can mess around all you like before your wedding, even when you have a fiancee? Are contractual agreements the only thing capable of making you restrain yourself?"John was actually left speechless by her rant.In the end, he was simply bewitched and failed to s
Cordy quickly turned towards Vince and said quietly, "I'll be going with the prosecutors, so you're taking over the rest. The invitation to tender is definitely going to be called off, but keep dragging it out until I can return and clean up this mess.""Yes, ma'am," Vinc replied quickly, but he could hardly hide his apprehension.He was genuinely impressed that she could remain composed even at a time like this.With those simple instructions, Cordy left with the prosecutors. Nonetheless, news of Cordy's arrest soon spread all over North City, leaving everyone in shock.She certainly had been making a lot of headlines lately; whenever one headline was cooling off, she would get another headline which was somehow more sensational. It was as if she existed on trending searches in a loop!John was having a meeting abroad when Cordy was arrested.Zoe called him to inform him of her arrest, but he hung up the first time.When she called him again, he already sensed something was w
Sam nonchalantly picked up a towel, wrapped it around his waist, and made a call in front of the hotel room's glass window. On the other end, Quinn Summer answered the call when she saw that it was him. "How much do you need?" Their parents were the ones who arranged their marriage, so they basically felt nothing for each other.However, Sam's parents liked Quinn so much that they tried to stop Sam from messing around with other women even after they married. Thus, Quinn was given full control of their bank accounts, and Sam wouldn’t contact her unless he ran out of money.In reality, Quinn wouldn’t set a limit to his finances. She would always give him a fixed allowance every month, and more if he ran out. After all, every cent she had was still the Saunders' property; Sam would ask for cash every time to ensure that his family never found out.After three years of marriage, they were certainly used to it."Actually, just send a set of respectable clothes and ask your lawye
Quinn and Sam left the hotel together, with the former driving and the latter riding shotgun.Along the way, Quinn said, "I asked a friend for a brief on Cordy Sachs' case, but it doesn't look good. They have material witnesses and physical evidence, and the charges are clear cut. Bribery and tax evasion—and with such huge amounts of capital involved? That's basically ten years.""Let's bail Cordy out for now," Sam replied. "Johnny will find a way.""Yeah," Quinn replied.Suddenly, Sam reached out and grabbed the steering wheel—a car zipped past theirs right then! If Sam hadn’t shifted the steering wheel, their car would’ve crashed into the car beside them.The driver even wound down his window and yelled angrily at them, "Where'd you learn to drive?! Just stay home instead!" Sam glowered as he yelled back viciously, "That's your own damn fault! You should be looking behind before you switch lanes!"Quinn pursed her lips in silence, since it was actually her driving skills t
Sam's expression turned somber, and he muttered, "Well, that doesn't look good."It was obvious the entire case against Cordy was so rock solid that it had to be set in motion by someone with powerful influence. If they did not have John's connections now, it would take a miracle for Cordy to escape a prison sentence. "I'll try to contact Johnny. He would probably want Quinn on Cordy's case anyway, so give her the details. Once he's back, we'll get right down to business and find the solution," Jay told Sam right then."Okay."-Within the detention center, Cordy was a little surprised to see Quinn, but she soon came to a realization—John must have arranged for her to be Cordy's legal advisor.She did not know much about Quinn, aside from the fact that she was Sam's wife and working at Saunderia. She only inadvertently found out later that Quinn was actually their legal advisor. "Ms. Sachs." Quinn greeted her politely and respectfully. "John Levine has tasked me to help you wi
"It might be difficult with our current strength," Quinn admitted. "But we might stand a chance with Mr. Levine."Cordy pursed her lips. "Ms. Summer, who do you think is the mastermind?" Quinn was quiet for a moment. "That means you probably have an idea." Cordy nodded. "And given my connection to John, and his and hers, who do you think he'll help?""I'm no expert when it comes to relationships," Quinn confessed. "But my opinion is that since Mr. Levine was willing to ask Sam Saunders to entrust me with your case, he definitely cares.""But relationships mean nothing when money is at stake."Quinn paused right then, since she had no comeback against that.She had only previously met Cordy once alongside Zoe during a dinner. Since Zoe was busy drinking and Quinn had to be her chaperone, Quinn did not have the time to get better acquainted with Cordy. And now, she was assuredly seeing Cordy in a new light, and she felt for an instant that Cordy was just like her.As such,
Sam was waiting outside the detention center when Quinn stepped out.Returning to her car with him behind the wheel, he asked, "How's Cordy?""Calm and composed," Quinn replied. "I asked for the specifics, and it turns out that there are plenty of aspects about her case to be used for a rebuttal. We just need to investigate it and she'll be safe… By the way, have you told Mr. Levine that we can't bail Cordy?""Can't reach him.""In flight?""No. Alan Levine is holding him abroad."Quinn actually turned toward Sam just then."It's pointless even if you stare at me like that." Sam shrugged. "The old man still has the final say in his family. No matter how much influence John has, he'd never win against his own grandfather.""But we'd have no chance of investigating Cordy's case without him," Quinn said."Jay will try to find him. Let's just hope that works." Sam sighed."Yeah," Quinn replied. Remembering something just then, she whipped out her phone and made a call."Quinn?