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Chapter 63
Meanwhile, Cordy was still reeling from the workers’ protest, her mind consumed with how she would handle the fallout. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something much bigger was at play, especially as she recalled Dean’s taunting remarks. He had been too smug, too confident, and that made her wonder if Simon Sachs was pulling the strings behind this strike.
Back in Simon’s office, the sinister plot was already being set in motion. Dean’s report had done exactly what Simon had hoped for—enough time to let the workers simmer in their anger and enough chaos to keep Cordy distracted. Simon knew she was inexperienced, and he relished the thought of watching her struggle to hold things together. To him, Cordy was nothing more than a puppet in a game far beyond her control.
But there was something more pressing in Simon’s mind at the moment. His daughter, Noel, had started asking the right questions. She was clearly uncomfortable with the growing tension, particularly with John Levine’s involvement with Cordy. Simon knew that if John ever became truly serious about Cordy, it would be a major threat to everything he had built. He couldn’t allow that to happen, not when his grip on the family’s power was already slipping.
“I’ll take care of the Jessops,” Simon said with a calculating smile, turning his attention back to Noel’s plan. “But you must do your part, Noel. If you can seduce John Levine, then everything else will fall into place. We’ll be untouchable.”
Noel’s eyes glistened with determination. “I’ll make it happen, Dad. I’ll do whatever it takes.”
She had always known how to play the game. Her charm and beauty were her weapons, and now she was ready to use them to their fullest extent. What was a little heartache when it came to securing the family’s future?
Meanwhile, Cordy had just returned to her office, still in shock from the confrontation at the plant. She knew she had to act fast, or the strike would escalate further. She needed answers, but with Simon and his puppets scheming behind the scenes, she wasn’t sure who to trust anymore.
But one thing was clear: if she was going to survive in this ruthless world, she needed to outsmart them all—especially Simon. It wouldn’t be easy, but she wasn’t one to back down from a challenge. Her mind was already racing with ideas on how to turn the tables.
As Cordy sat at her desk, contemplating her next move, her phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen and saw that it was a message from John.
I know things have been tense between us, but I’m here if you want to talk.
Her heart skipped a beat. Despite the mess she was dealing with, she couldn’t ignore the nagging feeling that John’s involvement could tip the scales. If he truly was interested in her, it could either be a powerful alliance or a dangerous distraction.
Cordy hesitated for a moment before responding.
We need to talk, John. It’s not what you think.
She didn’t know what the future held, but she knew that whatever came next, she couldn’t afford to let Simon or anyone else dictate her fate. The battle was just beginning, and Cordy was ready for it.