"Of course." Nana did not hesitate—she always got what she wanted no matter who stood in her way.
"Let's discuss terms," Cordy said bluntly.
"Us?"
"Yes." Cordy nodded.
Nana hesitated.
She knew for a while that Cordy was no pushover, but she was not afraid of Cordy—Cordy was the one who lost whenever they clashed, after all.
"Fine." Nana agreed to it just then, somehow interested in what Cordy was up to.
Cordy then turned to John and Sean. "Please clear the room."
Both of them frowned but left the room, leaving just Cordy and Nana.
"Speak," Nana told Cordy while watching her calmly.
"I'm sure you know a lot about me by now."
Nana raised a brow. "In what way?"
"Every way," Cordy replied confidently.
Nana pursed her lips—she certainly did, since Cordy was the enemy.
"So you'd know what I'm like. I can dazzle even if I've been dealt a bad hand, without any help."
Nana raised a brow again. "Are you threatening me?"
"Not quite, but I guess I'm telling you that I'm not as much of a pushover as you'd like to think."
"So?"
Cordy then said, "Think about it. Give me an answer by today—"
"Fine," Nana said without hesitation. "You can have Lucas before our wedding, but if he doesn't choose you, I want you gone forever."
"And you don't get to threaten him with suicide in those two days," Cordy added—that rule was certainly necessary, since emotional blackmail was Nana's most lethal move.
"Don't worry," Nana assured her before adding, "And after those two days, you don't get to have a say in whatever I do."
"Agreed."
"You're going to lose, Cordy."
"You never know until the very end. You'd actually get a slap in the face."
Nana did not care about Cordy's provocation, however, and was utterly confident.
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