A Life Debt Repaid のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 371 - チャプター 380

Plum was livid. "How dare you?!"Simon didn’t even look her way, however, and turned to leave."You will pay for this, Simon!" Plum shrieked, but she couldn’t stop the servants from dragging her upstairs and shutting her in her own room. No matter how she fought or screamed, no one cared.Sue certainly felt really good seeing what befell Plum.She was uneasy when Noel took control over Sachs Enterprises; to Sue, it was rightfully Sonny Sachs’s. However, using that to trample all over Plum wasn’t so bad either.After all, Noel was her own daughter. She doubted that Noel had no attachment towards her mother.-Cordy was working in her office at Starstream Group when Vince knocked on the door, saying, "Miss Sachs? There's a Mr. Patrick Stuart here to see you."Patrick who?!"He said he wanted to discuss investing in Starstream High Fashion," Vince explained.Cordy remained silent.With the invitation to tender before falling through, she had come to an initial agreement with

Patrick hence concluded, "This is why I came seeking a partnership with you, Miss Sachs. So that my family can retain our influence.""You flatter me, Mr. Stuart," Cordy replied. "I'm far less wealthier than every other bigwig in North City, let alone the Levines. I’ve never gotten involved in politics to know my way around it either, so a partnership with me doesn't help you at all." "You should give yourself more credit, Miss Sachs," Patrick grinned. "It's already clear that you're special, given how John Levine was smitten—""There's not necessarily a connection between sentiment and competence," Cordy retorted, cutting him off swiftly."Of course, but that's just one point," Patrick replied, ignoring her and showing no doubt in what he had set his mind on. "Secondly, if William Stuart intends to venture into politics, our side of the family has cause to get involved in business. Right now, you don't have the ability to compete, but it is my opinion that a dark horse like you w

Cordy stared at Patrick, and then admitted, "I have no guarantee that I can be helpful in your campaign against Jessica Stuart. The best thing I can do at the moment is to improve the value of our partnership.""And that's enough," Patrick replied. "If you're going for something big, rushing things would only ruin everything, even your previous achievements.""Well, shouldn't I at least report our business strategy?""It's fine," he said. "I'm just an investor. You have full authority on the rest.""Of course." Cordy did not press him, since he was mostly involved in politics and wasn’t exactly learned in business. "If you don't mind, may I buy you dinner to celebrate our partnership?" Patrick offered. "Sorry, but I'll be busy for the next couple days," Cordy refused. "I'm picking up my son from school.""Well then, I shan't impose," Patrick said politely, his fine upbringing and considerate nature obvious. "Here's my number. Do keep in touch.""Okay."Patrick left after th

However, John slept for a while.When Cordy turned to look at the clock on the wall, she saw that it was already past midnight. If he kept sleeping, she wouldn’t be getting up in time for work.Saving her documents, she shut her laptop and walked towards him, calling out, "Wake up, John."His brow furrowed, and he appeared a little agitated. "It's very late. You need to go to bed right now. Oh!"Cordy yelped as she ended up beneath John in a split second, and was pressed into the couch.Before she could react, his warm lips were pressing firmly against hers…"Umph!Cordy fought back, but he was too strong for her; he held her so firmly, she couldn’t breathe.She had the feeling if he kept this up, he would smother her completely.Narrowing her eyes right then, she bit John on the lip; the taste of blood immediately swirled between their jaws.John seemed to come to his senses, and finally saw Cordy's dainty figure beneath him; her face was flushed in anger as she glared at

As Cordy got up and left, Quinn shot her a grateful look. But as Cordy turned around as she left, she seemed to catch a glimpse of the tears in Quinn's eyes under the dim light of the back garden."It's been years. You're a lady now," the man chuckled, his voice still tender.Quinn bit her lip; it was a while until she greeted him. "Ryan.""I thought you'd forgotten about me," Ryan Saunders grinned. "It's cold out here—let's go in." Quinn arched her back to pick up her shoes, but he stopped her. "No."He dropped to a crouch and picked them up for her, his long fingers holding up her feet as she put them on.Amidst the silence between them, a neutral voice that carried a hint of sarcasm rang. "That might be inappropriate contact with your younger brother's wife, y'know."Both of them turned to find Sam nearby, staring down at them with his advantage in height. "I always thought of Quinn as a younger sister, even now," Ryan argued."But she's my wife and your sister-in-law,"