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Chapter 6
Cordy’s expression remained unreadable as she processed the information. The idea that her father, Simon, was appointing Noel Sachs—her step-sister, the woman who had always been the golden child in their family—as CEO of Starstream Group was infuriating. But at the same time, Cordy had known it was inevitable. Simon never saw her as worthy of the company, and Noel, with her polished image and scheming nature, had always been the more convenient choice.
Yet, Cordy wasn’t the type to be easily intimidated. She’d fought for what was hers in the past, and this was no different.
“I see.” Her voice was calm, but there was a steely determination beneath the surface. “Let’s go inside.”
Stephen looked at her, uncertainty flashing in his eyes. “Ms. Sachs, are you sure you want to proceed with this today? It seems… unfair.”
Cordy glanced at him and then back at the building, her gaze hardening. “I’ve waited long enough. If my father wants to make this public spectacle, I’ll let him. But I’m not letting them take what’s rightfully mine. We’ll handle this with dignity.”
As they walked through the front doors of Starstream Group’s headquarters, Cordy’s thoughts were clouded by the sudden flood of emotions. Her mother had founded the company with such passion, and Cordy had always imagined one day taking it over—leading it to new heights. Now, here she was, walking into what was supposed to be a homecoming, only to be met with a betrayal from the very people who were supposed to support her.
When they reached the boardroom, the tension was palpable. A group of board members was gathered around, their whispers dying down as Cordy entered. Her father, Simon, stood at the head of the table, his presence commanding yet cold. Beside him stood Noel, dressed in an elegant black dress, a smug expression on her face as she greeted Cordy with a look of superiority.
“Well, well, look who decided to show up,” Noel said, her voice dripping with condescension. “It’s so cute that you think you have a say in this, Cordy.”
Cordy raised an eyebrow, meeting Noel’s gaze. “I’m not here for you, Noel. I’m here for the company.”
Simon sighed loudly, signaling for everyone to take their seats. “Cordy, I’ve already made my decision. Noel is taking over as CEO. It’s time for you to move on and accept the reality.”
A sharp laugh escaped Cordy’s lips, though it wasn’t out of humor—it was pure disbelief. “You think I’m just going to walk away from this? I’m the rightful heir to this company, and you know it.”
Noel’s smile faltered slightly, but she quickly recovered. “Rightful heir? Funny, because I don’t remember you doing anything to earn that title, Cordy.”
“Enough!” Simon’s voice cut through the room, silencing the argument before it could escalate. “We don’t have time for this. The decision is final. The ceremony is happening today, and I expect you to respect it.”
Cordy’s blood boiled, but she refused to let it show. She stood tall, her crutch tapping softly against the floor, and locked eyes with her father. “I’ll respect it when it’s deserved. Until then, I’m not going anywhere. This fight isn’t over.”
With those words, Cordy turned on her heel, her crutch clicking sharply against the polished floor as she made her way to the exit. She could hear Simon and Noel’s voices rising behind her, but they faded into the background as her thoughts turned to a new plan. No matter what her father or Noel thought, she wasn’t backing down.
As she stepped outside, her phone buzzed. It was a message from her lawyer, Andrew Jacobs. The details were clear: the legal paperwork for the Starstream Group inheritance would be ready soon. Cordy knew this wasn’t the end—it was only the beginning.
But as her mind raced with possibilities, there was one thought that kept resurfacing, unbidden and impossible to ignore. John Levine. His unexpected presence, his cryptic words, and his insistence on being part of her life all weighed heavily on her. It wasn’t just his son, Richard, who had attached himself to her; John had a way of drawing her in too.
She pushed the thought aside—she had too much to focus on for now.
Cordy was going to reclaim what was hers. And no one, not even John Levine, was going to stand in her way.