A Life Debt Repaid novel (John and Cordy) novel Chapter 402

Cordy and John’s eyes met.

There seemed to be unspoken emotions in their gazes, yet at the same time, there seemed to be nothing.

Silence ensued between them until Jessica spoke up, "Patrick, my dear cousin—a shame that you beat me to a partnership with Cordy!"

"Is that so?" Patrick replied, cordial as ever with Jesscia.

"I've been saying that I’d like to partner with her, but never did have the chance," Jessica said, appearing genuinely disappointed. "On the other hand, you seemed to really hit it off with her! It’s left me really upset for a while."

"Now, now—you shouldn't overreach, Jessica. Mr. Levine there leads a lot of people and multiple elite businesses. I'm just a startup, so don't snuff me out so soon now," Patrick said, seemingly jokingly as he jibed Jessica's family for their greed.

"Come on. We're family, aren't we? What's mine is yours. You have my best wishes in your partnership with Cordy—Johnny, here. Let's drink to their success," Jessica said.

She had her hand intimately wrapped around John's arm, and tugged on John deliberately when she was offering a toast, as if to endear herself to him.

Cordy watched coolly, as John didn’t raise his glass or refuse.

He didn’t raise his glass to drink when Jessica told him to either, which left things looking a little awkward.

Patrick quickly smoothed things over. "You might not be aware, Mr. Levine, but Miss Sachs won't be able to drink for the next couple days…for health reasons."

John looked sharply at him then, but Patrick pretended not to notice as he continued, "So, in this case, we can skip the toast—we're family anyway, so there's no need to get so formal. You're the main event as well, and there's more guests to mingle with. Don't worry about us. We're family, after all. We can handle ourselves from here."

"In that case, we shall oblige," Jessica smiled. "Please, enjoy the ball. John and I shall be going now."

"Alright. Scoot."

And with that, Jessica tugged on John's arm, gesturing for him to leave.