“You…” Mrs. Sinclair started, her anger nearly getting the best of her, but Cassia didn’t give her a chance to finish. “Mrs. Sinclair,” Cassia interrupted, making Mrs. Sinclair’s brows furrow in disbelief. She couldn’t comprehend how someone like Cassia dared to talk back and cut her off mid-sente
"Darvan," she called as soon as he picked up. "I just had a rather unpleasant run-in with that girl of yours. She’s gotten awfully bold, don’t you think? Disrespectful and rude!" She clicked her tongue, her anger resurfacing. "You won’t believe the disrespect I just had to endure." "What are you
Cassia walked towards the clerk, ignoring Darvan's gaze. She had spotted him the moment she entered, but refused to acknowledge his presence or his friends. She had come to pick up a custom jewelry piece for an important client Liam had mentioned, and she wasn’t about to let Darvan ruin her mood
“Cassia…” Lucas greeted her warmly, and she forced a tight smile in response. “I heard you and Darvan are no longer together… Is that true?” Cassia fought to stay composed, not wanting to get into such a conversation with him—not now. “I’ll…” she began, but Lucas took a step closer, leaning towa
“Could she really move on… if it’s not with me?” he wondered to himself, beginning to feel the weight of the possibility. Just then, the clerk approached him, holding a small, packaged gift in hand. "I'll be out for a while," Fredrick told Darvan, excusing himself from the store. Darvan nodded in r
She could make out the words “family business” and “partnership,” guessing it was related to a recent decision involving Darvan’s family—a deal that might have been approved by higher-ups without consulting Liam. Liam ended the call abruptly when he noticed her, his expression softening. “You’re b
Stacy stood in front of her mirror, smiling at her reflection as her friends’ voices crackled through the phone speaker. Their playful teasing only heightened her excitement. She had already told them she was celebrating her birthday at the amusement park. “Today’s the day, Stacy!” one friend giggl
“And I’ve been wanting to thank you for taking care of Darvan all those years I was out of the country,” she added, her tone casual, though Cassia could sense the mockery in her tone. Cassia held her composure, refusing to let Stacy’s words get under her skin. “Alright…” Cassia replied simply. “Oh