A Life Debt Repaid

Kyle shook his head, his eyes fixed on the adorable yet docile Noel Sachs as he said mildly, “We’ve broken up. The annulment would just be a matter of time. Sorry to keep you waiting again, Noel.”

“No, it’s alright.” Noel shook her head, her eyes twinkling with tenderness. “I’ll be happy as long as I’m with you, Kyle.”

Kyle’s heart certainly turned into mush from her tameness—he was right to choose her!

Still, he restrained himself and said, “I was just going to visit Cordy, but she was with another man—that firefighter from last night.”

“Old habits die hard, huh? You should have dumped her from the start! She doesn’t deserve you!” Simon snapped shortly.

Kyle nodded—Cordy was certainly too filthy!

“Honestly, let’s not bother with her already. She can do whatever she likes—I’ll just pretend I never had such a shameless daughter!” Simon scoffed ruthlessly at the mention of Cordy before changing the topic of conversation. “I heard a while ago that John Levine, the scion of Levine Ventures, has just returned to the country. You should meet as Starstream Group’s CEO when you have the chance, Noel.”

“Are you letting me take over the company, Dad?” Noel asked a little excitedly.

After all, Cordy’s mother was the one who founded Starstream, and this meant that she would be taking what Cordy desired most.

“Thank you, Daddy! I won’t let you down!” She hurried and showed her determination.

“Of course I trust you,” Simon said affectionately.

“By the way, the Levines are the richest family in the city, aren’t they? John was also said to have a child abroad, but there’s nothing known about the mother?” Noel asked in curiosity.

Simon nodded. “Word is that his grandfather Alan Levine was taken ill, and Alan has asked John to return and take over the family business. John’s been bringing the Levines’ business in the foreign market to new heights, and his acumen for business was said to match even Alan’s. You’re around the same age, Kyle, so try to make his acquaintance—the Levines basically own North City, after all.”

“I’ve spoken to my father about it myself—I will visit the Levines once John formally takes over,” Kyle said humbly.

“He’s only twenty-seven, right?! But he’s already so young and successful… I wonder what he looks like?” Noel murmured to herself just then.

then,” Kyle said as he watched her.

you, Kyle… I think he must be ugly, which was why he got dumped! He probably looks like those middle-aged men with those giant bellies. In North City, only you have it all, Kyle: looks, success,

at that, as

…

stark contrast to the cheerful atmosphere in Sachs Mansion.

was a little hungry, though she did not expect herself to cry over an hour over Kyle, who was absolutely

her food, a man in his fifties entered the ward, followed by two ladies who looked to be in their twenties.

Ms. Sachs,” the old man greeted her respectfully. “I am John Levine’s valet, but you can call me

this is Scarlet. They are professionally trained maids that Mr. Levine has brought to assist you, and you may order

instructed, “Girls, present Ms.

Scarlet swiftly brought over the lunchboxes, laying out an assortment of dishes that would serve as Cordy’s overly scrumptious lunch on her overbed table,

go so far for her, especially since the fire at his

took the knife and fork

a pair of reading glasses and whipped out a little notebook, recording everything while observing Cordy closely. “Apologies if the food isn’t to your taste. May I ask if you have any sort of

stumped for a moment, but she then slowly said,

nearby, while writing down in his notebook:

looked up again at the dishes Cordy ate, and summed things up: Refer

Cordy finished her lunch, Winston

equipped with a SIM

without lingering since his job was

other hand, Flora and Scarlet stayed since

mind me,” Cordy said as she got into a wheelchair and wheeled herself out of the

to visit Richard and it was a principle of hers to keep promises, not to mention that there were matters she felt she should

she knocked on the door to the next ward,

form appeared before her.

broad, his waist muscular, and his legs long—the sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up, revealing his chiseled hands.

he was

he had carried her in