Todos os capítulos de A Life Debt Repaid: Capítulo 571 - Capítulo 580

"Did you sleep well?" Jim only spoke to Cordy when he saw her woke up, and mildly at that. "Quite," Cordy stretched her back—she always came to unwind when she felt like collapsing. "I'll be going now.""Okay." Jim walked her to the door, when he smiled and said, "You really should consider my suggestion.""Yeah," Cordy replied half-heartedly.Returning to her car, she whipped out her phone which she put on mute. She saw several missed-calls, but ignored them and called Randy instead. "I'm going to the airport right now. Bring my luggage over.""Yes, ma'am."Cordy lowered her phone and stared at the view outside.Start dating again? Easy for him to say!-When Cordy disembarked from her private jet at the capital, Sean was already waiting at the airport. He led her to his car, and took her straight to the venue for the fashion show—they really were short on time.Still, he didn’t say anything, and instead asked, "When do you plan to go back?" "That depends on your ar

The authorities showed William Stuart one last gesture of respect by not punishing him. However, all Stuart Holdings assets were legally seized and liquidated to reimburse the victims, after which William was exiled abroad; to the masses, his departure was dressed up as retiring. And once William was gone, Monty Stuart's side of the family took over.They did not need Stuart Holdings, since their partnership with Cordy already provided them with plenty of financial freedom. As for politics, Monty always retained a place in the hierarchy, which shielded him from William's scandal. After three years of augmenting, the Stuarts remained one of the four top families in the nation.However, with Patrick being the heir and constantly active in politics, how did he spare the time to get involved with fashion?"I'm your partner, and your business is fashion. That makes me half-involved," Patrick said, as if it made perfect sense.Cordy sighed. "Fine. You win.""For you," Patrick said,

The lights on the stage dimmed, while the lights on the catwalk shone dazzlingly.Fashion models started to file in on the catwalk; there were endless camera flashes around, photographing them.Cordy was watching the fashion show with utmost seriousness, since Maron never disappointed as a world-famous designer. The fashion models were world-famous as well, so much so that even someone like Cora wouldn’t shine if she took to the catwalk.However, she was still one of the nation's elites; thus, her appearance at the scene naturally drew much media attention. In fact, there was a slight unrest when she stepped out.Jay arrived just then and sat down next to Bob, who held his arm and asked, "What kept you?""The flight was delayed." Jay panted slightly."You're just in time—Cora's up." Bob gestured at the catwalk.Jay nodded in acknowledgement, and Bob asked, "She said she'll be filming a movie with you next month?""Yeah," Jay replied. "Shooting’s going to take a couple of mo

At the same time, Sean whipped out his phone and barked orders into it. "Find out everything you can on the male model who just left the catwalk.""Yes, Mr. Cranston.""And arrange for people to watch him. Don’t let him out of your sight.""Understood, sir."Sean put away his phone, then told Cordy, "We can talk after we look into him."Cordy bit her lip as she worked hard to control herself.She was worried that the higher her hopes, the greater the disappointment—she might even suffer a nervous breakdown because of this. Even as she remained in her seat, she was unable to watch the rest of the fashion show. All she could think about was that male supermodel. She was simply unable to forget that exceedingly familiar figure.After over half an hour, Sean told Cordy, "I've sent his dossier to your phone. Check it yourself."Cordy's heart skipped a beat and started racing, but she was afraid of reading it."Check it out so you can give up," Sean urged.Cordy bit her lip once

Over the last three years, Cordy had never felt this way.But Lucas was already gone, and the frustration of not being able to vent made her even more miserable. Maron entered the lounge just then, and asked her, ""What's wrong? You look like you're in a bad mood."He sounded like she was in a very good mood—he certainly would be, since the fashion show was a total success."It's nothing. Just feeling a little hungry," Cordy smiled faintly—she would never vent her emotions on those unconcerned."Sorry I've kept you waiting. Come, let's go eat."Maron picked up the bag and smartphone he left in the lounge without delay, and stepped out of the venue with Cordy. Suddenly, he remembered something. "By the way, a friend will be joining us. You won't mind, will you?" "No, I don't." Cordy smiled.Maron liked making friends, having made many across the world. He was a little different from other successful fashion designers who were more aloof, but this may also be a reason he was