"Let me know if you need my help, okay? I'd gladly run over just to help out," Cassia offered, and he nodded appreciatively. "I'll see you off," he added. They both left the office, continuing their conversation until they reached the outside. Liam pulled her into a gentle hug. After a while, he p
When Stacy got home, she stormed into her room, furiously tossing objects around without caring about the loud crashes echoing through the space. She lived alone, with only a maid in the house, so there was no one to witness her outburst. “Cassiaaaa!” she screamed, her breathing fast and heavy. Ca
Cassia made her way to her office and settled into her chair. Just as she was setting down her portfolio, ready to review her design ideas in peace, the door swung open. Darvan stepped in, his face set in a hard, unreadable expression. “Sia,” he said, his voice low and controlled, but tension si
Cassia gently took her seat among the other participants, her heart pounding in her chest. Though she tried to project confidence, nerves coursed through her as she clutched her sketch. Taking a deep breath, she cleared her mind and focused on the task ahead. One of the judges stood up, commanding
"And you?" Martinez turned to Cassia. Cassia smiled slightly. "Are you done with your performance? I really don’t understand how you can take someone else's work and claim it as your own, and do so so confidently. So, it turns out that what 10 years of experience have really grown isn’t skills, but
As Martinez began leaving the company, he suddenly remembered he had something to tell Liam. Turning back to look for him, he saw that Liam and Cassia were no longer where he'd last seen them. Deciding to check on Liam himself, Martinez headed to his office and found him focused intently on a set o
"Darvan... will you keep ignoring me?" Stacy demanded, unable to contain her anger any longer. "Can you let me focus?" he snapped, making her flinch. He had never raised his voice at her before, and she was taken aback. Without another word, he left the room, leaving her standing there, mouth agape
"Let me go!" Stacy struggled, and finally, Liam released her. She shot him an annoyed glare before turning her attention to Darvan, who was still holding onto Cassia. The sight only fueled Stacy's hatred toward Cassia. Cassia stumbled slightly as Darvan pulled her by the arm into the empty boardroo
"What? What do you mean by that?" Stacy asked, her frown deepening. "Is there something you're after? I mean, if you're not, why are you so determined to make this wedding happen so quickly?" Darvan pressed. She blinked, momentarily surprised, then let out a brief chuckle. But just as quickly, h
"Girlfriend?" Cassia sat still, her gaze fixed on him, but all he did was smile. "Are you really dating, Cassia?" someone from the crowd asked. "Why? Is it wrong?" he replied, his tone calm. The person shook their head. "If I hadn't met her, I’m sure I wouldn’t have achieved what I did in t
Anita's smile widened. "Give her a proper welcome... just like we used to." "I thought we promised to be good after graduation?" Rita said, raising an eyebrow. Anita simply shrugged. "Just for tonight. Nothing too crazy, I promise. Just a little welcome gift." With that, she approached Cassia.
"Because we took her in when her parents died. We raised her. Isn't that what children do? Support their parents when they're in need? Or am I wrong?" Evelyn asked softly, searching his face. Mr. Jenkins ran a hand through his hair. "Honey... I..." "I mean, if she doesn’t have enough, she works wi
Cassia’s blood ran cold. "Mom?" she whispered in fear, quickly dialing her mother’s number. Her hands trembled as she waited for an answer. The phone rang once, then twice before someone picked up. "Hello?" an unfamiliar voice said. "This is Cassia Ster— I mean, Cassia Jenkins. How’s my mom?" Th
Cassia was lost in thought when she suddenly felt a hand on hers. She flinched and looked up to see Liam’s concerned face. His touch was warm, and she mentally scolded herself for letting Mrs. Sinclair’s words affect her when she had come here to clear her mind. "Are you okay?" he asked gently, his
Cassia sighed, almost yawning as she leaned against the doorframe. If she had known it was him, she wouldn’t have opened the door. She was exhausted after spending the entire day with her friends. But here was Darvan. After leaving Stacy’s parents’ place, he had confronted Cassia about her encounte
"You’ll regret this, Cassia," Mrs. Sinclair said with a cold smile. "Mark my words, you’ll regret this meeting today." With that, she turned on her heel and stormed off, Stacy trailing behind her like a controlled puppy. As they disappeared from view, Kiara let out a low whistle, shaking her head in
The words echoed in Cassia’s mind over and over again for nearly two minutes. "I’m pregnant with Darvan’s child." She blinked, forcing herself out of her thoughts and maintaining a neutral expression. The revelation was unexpected, and for some reason, she felt an odd stiffness within her. Confus