A Life Debt Repaid By Cheng Xiaocheng Chapter 377


    Chapter 377


    Cordy had a hunch about what John was going to say.


    Even if her partnership with Patrick Stuart hadn’t been publicized, all insiders were


    aware since news of it had spread through alternative outlets. In fact, it actually drew


    some controversy amongst the business folk.


    Of all things, the great house of Stuart actually chose to partner with Cordy’s small


    enterprise!


    If anything, they should be choosing an enterprise like Levine Ventures, whose riches


    seemed to have no limit.


    But the deed was already done, and now everyone just had to wait and see what


    “Come in,” Cordy said, opening the door.


    John followed her inside; he took a seat on the couch and went straight to the point,


    “Why would you choose to partner with Patrick Stuart?”


    “It’s a perfect coincidence of opportunity and merit,” Cordy said, as formal as she was


    honest.


    John snorted. ‘ Don’t you know what’s happening amongst the Stuarst at the


    moment?”


    Cordy shrugged. “All I know is that I only stand to gain this partnership.”


    John had to restrain his emotions. “Cordy, are you really unable to tell what he’s going


    for?”


    “It’s just tit-for-tat, which is how all partnerships work.”


    “Patrick only told you that William Stuart wants to usurp his family’s political influence,


    but he’d never tell you that his own grandfather is terminally ill,” John said loudly and


    clearly.


    Cordy blinked.


    Seeing her remaining quiet, he demanded, “William Stuart is able to vite his own


    family’s rules without any qualms because the timing is right. Do you think it’s good for


    you to get involved right now?”


    “Patrick can help me fend off Jessica Stuart,” Cordy said coolly.


    “But what if he’s toppled?”


    “I didn’t think that far.”


    “You were never impulsive before, Cordy.”


    “So you think I should pin all my hopes on you?” Cordy snapped, suddenly a little


    loud.


    John’s knuckles clenched in return. “Am I that unworthy of your trust?”


    “You just said that the time is right for William Stuart’s rise to power. If Patrick Stuart-a


    Stuart, no less-can’t beat him, do you think I’d believe you can?”


    John stared fixedly at Cordy as she spoke, her eyes red and moist.


    “I wasn’t involved in this fight in the first ce, but you dragged me in anyway! I have


    no way of fighting back, and all I could do was pick a way to protect myself! To put it


    bluntly, Jessica Stuart wants me dead. I have to tiptoe around everyday, worrying


    about her next strike as long as her family doesn’t fall. My only hope now is Patrick


    Stuart. With him, I at least have a shot at winning, or it would mean death! How would


    you choose if you were in my shoes, John Levine?!”


    John kept calm. “But you have to know… It’s not just Jessica now. After you partnered


    with Patrick, every member of her side of the family will be after you!”


    “Let theme,” Cordy said tly. “One wolf or a pack makes no difference.”


    John gulped, clearly holding back his feelings.


    Cordy said nothing in turn, and silence befell them once more.


    “It’ste,” she eventually said. “You should go-*


    “Can I have a bowl of pasta?’ John asked.


    Cordy blinked-she was just under the impression that things were so hostile between


    them that they couldn’t be under the same roof.


    “I was too busy hurrying back,” John continued. “Airne food is inedible, so I never


    ate.”


    Cordy pursed her lips, but ultimately gave in. “Just wait a moment.”


    “Thanks,” he replied.


    Cordy got up and went to the kitchen to start cooking.


    She had been learning over the past couple days, but had to admit that shecked the


    gift. The result was less than satisfactory.


    It was a while until she finally dried the pasta. Still, she was about to call John over


    when she found her asleep on the couch.


    The fatigue on his face was clearly visible. Likewise, she knew very well how busy he


    was, and how much it was for her sake.


    She sighed, and took a nket from the room to drape over him.ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    He wiggled, as if struggling against her touch, but remained asleep otherwise.


    She turned and headed to her study, where she worked while waiting for John to wake


    up.