THE DISABLED HEIRESS, MY EX-HUSBAND WOULD PAY DEARLY. Chapter 69

On the other end of the line, Malisa exhaled and calmly said, "Cora... relax. You’re overreacting."

There was a pause, then Malisa added thoughtfully, "Okay, what if we do it in this manner — both of us should go together."

At that mont hearing what Malisa just said, Cora’s eyes narrowed. She leaned back into the couch, her fingers tightening slightly around the phone. Her voice was calm but firm, "Malisa, I said I’m not interested. I don’t care how important it sounds. It goes against my principle. I can’t just be seen by anybody simply because they want to see . That’s not how I live."

She shook her head, her expression now filled with restrained irritation. "Even if what Levi has to say is useful, it’s still against my principle. It feels off, Malisa. It feels like a setup. Sothing about this just feels... sumr to ."

There was silence on the other end for a brief mont before Malisa’s voice ca back, more serious this ti. "Cora, I understand you have your principles, but don’t let those principles blind you to sothing that might be a real threat or a real opportunity. I have this strong feeling that whatever Levi has to say is very important. This is Jas we’re talking about. You know what he’s capable of. It’s better we handle this situation very strongly."

At that mont Malisa nodded "Okay, no problem, I’ll pass the ssage imdiately." Her voice was calm, but her mind was still unsettled. She didn’t want to push Cora too far—not today. Cora had made it clear she wasn’t going to see Lovie, and there was no convincing her beyond this point. So Malisa decided to respect her stance for now and let it go.

But just as she was about to hang up the call, she paused.

A thought struck her—sothing important, sothing she had almost forgotten amidst the tension of the last conversation. Her eyes narrowed slightly, her hand tightening around the phone.

"Oh—wait," Malisa said, her voice quickly shifting to a more serious tone, "before I forget, there’s sothing else... sothing important that ca up. I really need to discuss it with you."

At that mont, upon hearing what Malisa just said, Cora then walked to the couch and lean back on it, a little curious now. Her fingers lightly tapped against the armrest as she asked calmly, "What is it? What did you forget that you really want to discuss?"

Malisa didn’t respond imdiately. She exhaled slowly, like soone carefully choosing their words, then said, "Do you still rember JSK?"

The mont Malisa ntioned that na, Cora’s brow lifted. "JSK?" she echoed. "Yes, of course I rember them. Why? What’s going on with them now?"

Malisa’s tone suddenly picked up, mixed with a kind of excitent and disbelief. "Well, this morning, while everything was happening—the rush, the tension—I got a formal proposal from them. It was sent to our corporate inbox. Cora... they’re officially interested in collaborating on the ga City Project."

Then Cora’s lips parted slightly. That caught her off guard. "Wait," she said, sitting up a bit.

"JSK? The sa JSK that pulled out last year and said they wanted nothing to do with dostic projects?"

Malisa nodded quickly on the other end. "Yes, that JSK. They sent a full docunt, not just an inquiry. I read it three tis just to be sure. It’s well-detailed. They’ve not only stated interest they’ve outlined so of the areas they want to take charge of. Infrastructure, high-speed road networks, part of the water system engineering..."

At that mont, upon hearing what Malisa just said, Cora’s eyes narrowed in suspicion as she slowly tilted her head. "Wait what exactly does GSK want?" she asked, her voice calm but laced with curiosity. "Didn’t they say anything else? I an, what are they expecting from us in return? Have they ntioned partnership ratios? Percentage splits? Technical oversight or lead control?"

Malisa sighed as she leaned back in her chair, the weight of Cora’s sharp questions pressing on her. "Honestly," she began, "that’s the strange part. No, they didn’t include any of that. No figures. No projected shares. Not even a breakdown of what they want from the deal. It’s just a formal notice of interest and a request to et directly with you."

Imdiately Cora raised her brows, clearly not impressed by the vagueness. "So they want to jump on a multibillion project and haven’t even stated their terms? That doesn’t sound like JSK. That company never moves without a calculated proposal."

"I know," Malisa replied quickly, sensing Cora’s rising caution. "That’s exactly what I thought too. They’ve always been precise, down to the tiniest line in their drafts. But this ti, it feels like they’re... testing waters. Or maybe hiding sothing."

Cora crossed her legs slowly and let her fingers rest under her chin. Her voice was slower now, more thoughtful. "This slls political. Or personal. You don’t just send that kind of letter and request a eting with , , of all people without an angle."

Malisa nodded on the other side of the call. "Exactly. And that’s why I went ahead and request a eting between you and the CEO of GSK. It’s been confird. Two days from now."

Cora’s expression darkened just slightly. She wasn’t sure if she liked decisions being made for her, but she understood Malisa’s intention. "You’re sure it’s the CEO? Not just so representative?"

"No," Malisa said firmly. "The CEO himself. The na was on the letter. I checked it twice and it’s ROBERT JACKSON."

At that mont, Cora leaned back slightly on the couch, exhaling a soft breath before speaking. Her voice was calm but carried a firm edge, "It’s okay. If it was just a representative, I honestly wouldn’t have gone. You know how I feel about sending to middlen who don’t even understand half of what they’re offering. But since it’s the CEO himself, then I have nothing to worry about. That ans they’re serious. Accept the eting."

Malisa smiled on the other end of the call, her tone quick and determined, "I will do that imdiately."