NOVEL THE DISABLED HEIRESS, MY EX-HUSBAND WOULD PAY DEARLY. Chapter 368
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Chapter 368: Chapter 368

There was a perceptible shift in the quality of the silence on Cora’s end of the line - subtle, but Sandra knew her well enough to recognize it.

"A contract?" Cora repeated, and her voice had taken on a new quality now - measured but genuinely curious, the way her voice always got when something had caught her real attention rather than just her polite attention. "You’re calling me about a contract? That’s what this is?"

She seemed to be thinking out loud as she continued.

"Because you do realize that you’ve been handling contracts entirely on your own for as long as you’ve been running the front of this business. Countless contracts, significant ones, and you have never once found it necessary to call me about any of them. You handled every single one without bringing me into it, and you handled them well." Cora’s voice was direct but not unkind. "So what exactly makes this particular contract different enough that you felt you needed to pick up the phone and call me directly? Or is this about a signature? Because if all you need is my signature on something, you know you have my authorization to handle that - you don’t need to call me for that."

Sandra took a deep, deliberate breath before she answered, the kind of breath you take when you’re about to say something that you know is going to change the entire direction of a conversation.

"Cora, if this were something I could handle entirely on my own, I want you to know that I would have already done it," she said with quiet, earnest conviction. "You know me well enough to know that. You said it yourself just now - I’ve taken on contract after contract without ever picking up the phone to call you, because I was capable of handling them and because that’s what we agreed when we set this arrangement up."

Her voice dropped lower, carrying the full weight of what she was trying to convey.

"But this is different. This is genuinely, fundamentally different from anything I have handled before or anything I expected to be sitting in front of when I woke up this morning." She paused, choosing her next words with great care. "And I need you to understand that I am not calling you out of panic or insecurity or because I’ve suddenly lost confidence in my own abilities. I am calling you because this specific situation requires something that goes beyond what I am authorized or equipped to deliver alone."

She steadied her voice one final time.

"I need to inform you about this, Cora. I really, truly need to inform you about this." freewёbnoνel.com

At that moment, Cora’s initial response carried the particular brand of restrained impatience that belonged exclusively to people whose time was genuinely, perpetually in demand.

"I don’t really have the whole world of time available to me right now," she said, her voice crisp and measured, "but I have to admit that you’ve managed to make me curious, which is not something that happens easily." There was a brief pause, and when she continued her tone was more direct. "So go ahead and tell me - why exactly is it that you suddenly want my approval on something like this? What has changed that makes this particular situation one you feel you cannot navigate without bringing me into it?"

Sandra exhaled with the relief of someone who had been granted exactly the opening they needed.

"Let me just go straight to the point," she said, her voice steadying as she shifted into the clear, factual delivery of someone who had been rehearsing this explanation since the moment she walked out of that office building. "You know the Harrison family, yes? The Harrison family - one of the most established and powerful names in this country. Well, the eldest son, the head of the next generation of that family - Richard Harrison - is getting married." She glanced quickly at the notes she had scribbled during the meeting. "In approximately five days’ time, if my calculations are correct. Five days."

She could sense Cora listening carefully on the other end of the line and pressed on.

"We secured the contract for the wedding decorations and event design some time ago, and up until today everything was proceeding according to the plan I had mapped out. The strategy was solid, the arrangements were in motion, the timeline was manageable." She paused briefly. "But then today, completely without warning, I was summoned for an emergency meeting with Richard’s father personally. And in that meeting, he instructed me to tear down every single thing we had previously planned. Every arrangement, every concept, every detail - completely canceled."

She let that sink in for precisely one second before continuing.

"The reason is that a very special guest of honor - someone of extraordinary significance, apparently someone so significant that the father refused to even disclose the full details to me - has just confirmed their attendance at this wedding. And because of this one guest, Richard’s father wants everything rebuilt from absolute zero. Not improved, not upgraded - completely reimagined and reconstructed to a standard that is, in his words, one hundred times better than anything we had originally proposed."

Sandra’s voice dropped slightly as she reached the part that had been sitting most heavily on her since she walked out of that meeting.

"He told me directly that the budget is unlimited. That money is not a conversation he is interested in having. Whether the figure I bring back to him is fifteen million, fifty million, a hundred million - none of that matters to him. What matters is the result, and the result has to be perfect in every conceivable way." She swallowed carefully. "And he was also very clear about the consequences of failure. Very clear, Cora. In a way that I do not think was meant as a figure of speech." freewёbnoνel.com

She let a beat of silence underscore the gravity of that statement.

"So I am sitting here asking you - given the magnitude of this, given the stakes involved, given the timeline we are working with and the standard being demanded - should I move forward with this, or do we step back and let it go? Because I need to know that we have the full weight of this company behind me before I commit us any further. Any mistake, any shortcoming, any deviation from perfection - I am absolutely certain that this man is not going to take it lightly. Not remotely."

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