It was past 11 pm when the three ladies were done drinking and started to leave. "Let me take you home," Cordy's vision was blurred as well, but she thought that she should give them a ride home considering that she brought them out here."Burp…" Zoe belched, and she was seeing stars as well. "It's alright. Quinn can take me home since we're going the same way."With that, Zoe dragged Quinn along and left the room.Cordy quickly followed them.Although they were all drunk, they were not at the level they would lose control—Quinn seemed especially sober as well.Cordy always had self-control, but considering that today was her first meeting with Zoe, she naturally had to play along since Zoe was a real alcoholic. She could not seem to stop after the first glass, but Quinn somehow remained controlled despite Zoe's crazy streak.Cordy walked with them until they entered a black sedan before returning to Walter's sedan. She reclined over her seat, her stomach a misery.She stared
After Jay put Zoe to bed, he did not leave immediately. He lowered his gaze, staring at her cheeks that were flushed from excess alcohol, and her red, moist lips. He suddenly remembered the scene of her filming that kiss…His Adam's apple bobbed, and he placed his long fingers on her lips, gently rubbing it as if wiping filth off it. He did so solemnly for a long while, until her lips were almost swollen red.When he lifted his finger, he leaned downward ever so slightly, but straightened himself at the very next instant and left.He shut the door behind himself, and therefore could not see a trail of tears quietly trickling down the sleeping beauty's face. -Cordy was feeling a slight headache.Going to work with a hangover was utter misery.Zoe was too good a drinker, whereas she had thrown up the entire night, the world almost turning upside down for her.As she drank some black coffee to clear her head, Vince was politely reporting, "Ms. Sachs? The contract is ready.
Cordy complained, "I was asleep.""Sorry for waking you." John apologized.Even so, she never did feel any sincerity from any of his apologies—as if he said it just for the sake of saying it."Is there a problem?""Just wanted to tell you that I'm back.""Got it," Cordy said coolly, adding when she noticed his exhausted appearance, "You could've texted me. You didn't have to come all the way here.""I thought your phone was dead," he replied, clearly accusing her of not replying to his texts."I've been busy." Cordy simply came up with an excuse. "Cordy…""It's late, go home," Cordy said, cutting him short right then. "I have work tomorrow."As John swallowed his words, she finished, "Goodbye."With that, she shut the door in his face, and he was left staring at the closed door. He was right—he was not imagining it.Cordy was deliberately avoiding him.But he never did anything out of line that other night… In fact, his intuition told him that Cordy was starting to acce
And with those words, Cordy strode out of the conference room without looking back, imposing as ever.Fabian did not expect that he, a man in his forties, would be threatened by a twenty-something brat!He quickly called Simon to report the situation."Ignore her. Just do what I tell you," Simon said, still thinking nothing of Cordy at all. "I'll cover for you if anything happens.""Yes, Mr. Sachs."Fabian smiled evilly then.He did not mind waiting and seeing how long Cordy would last!-Cordy brought Vince to Starstreams' production plant, even as she wondered why the workers would go on a strike out of the blue.The plant was in the outskirts of North City, and the journey was long—they only arrived in the afternoon.However, Cordy did not stop for lunch and went inside right away to meet Dean Longman, the factory chief.Like Fabian, Dean had no respect toward Cordy at all. It went without saying they were both in league with Simon."I heard that our new board chairman i
Meanwhile, Dean was smiling sinisterly as he stood before the second floor office window, watching as Cordy was being mobbed by those disgruntled workers.He quickly whipped out his phone to report the situation. "Mr. Sachs? The workers are mobbing Cordy Sachs as we speak. She's not getting away soon."On the other end, Simon Sachs was sitting at his giant office in Sachs Enterprises with a cigarette in his mouth. "Give her a lesson to remember," he said."Yes, sir. Don't worry. I know exactly what to do."Simon was grinning smugly as he put down his phone.In the end, age and experience came up on top.Cordy wanted to beat him? It was no different from trying to break a rock with an egg!Sitting opposite him, Noel asked in surprise, "Dad, did Cordy really go to the production plant?"She did not expect Cordy to have the guts to visit that place of lowlifes. Those people were uncouth, uneducated, and barbaric, which was why they deserved to be stuck in poverty."Ignore her,"
Over at the Starstream Group production plant, the angry workers were not listening to whatever Cordy had to say.She knew very well that someone had incited them, and that this was all Simon's plan.In fact, she could shout herself hoarse, but she would never calm them down.Cordy quickly made up her mind. Not wanting to waste time here, she told Vince quietly, "You need to get out of here somehow and call the cops.""But you'd be alone, Ms. Sachs—""Don't worry. I can take care of myself.""Alright." Not arguing, Vince slowly released Cordy while distancing himself. Cordy was the mob's target, and they naturally did not pay much attention to Vince, who squeezed his way through the crowd and called the cops.He was certainly impressed that Cordy could stay calm despite the danger, even though he did not expect them to leave without any problems—if anything, he felt like they were not making it home tonight.After he made the call, the cops soon arrived.However, the worke
Cordy hesitated momentarily, but she quickly followed John into his car too."Miss!" One of the police stopped them. "We need you to come to the precinct for a testimony.""Vince, go with the police. Walter will drive you back.""Alright. You should go, Ms. Sachs," Vince quickly said. Meanwhile, Cordy and Randy helped him into his Maybach. The car drove straight to the best private hospital in North City, with Randy riding shotgun and calling the Levines' family doctor.Cordy was glancing at John from time to time, who was reclining against his seat, his eyes closed and his face turning ever paler.Where did the steel pipe hit? Did it break bones? Rupture organs…? Cordy did not dare to go any further. She kept her eyes on the car's GPS, wanting to reach the hospital right then.Even so, it took them two hours to arrive. Still, there was a row of doctors in white coats waiting, and nurses quickly helped John out of the car.When someone touched John, Cordy clearly hea
Cordy's heart skipped a beat. She would be lying if she said she was not emotional.Even so, she composed herself and asked quietly, "But you'd do that for anyone, won't you?"As in, he would sacrifice himself readily for all his women!"Just you," John declared solemnly."Are you saying that I'm special?" Cordy asked.John raised a brow, clearly sensing that it was a loaded question.Before he could answer, however, she changed the subject since it was his private life. And she was in no position to ask. "Why did you suddenly show up at the production plant?" she asked."Walter told me that you were going. I was worried you'd get hurt, so I went for a look." John replied. "And I made it just in time."Otherwise… John did not want to imagine how terrible he would feel if it was Cordy lying in this bed instead.His gaze turned cool right then."My father put them up to this," Cordy admitted. "He never wanted me in charge of Starstream Group, and he gave me as much trou