"Deal, then," Aliyah agreed with a slight nod. She grabbed her phone from the bed and redialed Cassia’s number, as promised. Lucas leaned in, trying to eavesdrop, but Aliyah shoved him away with a glare. After two rings, Cassia picked up. "Hey, Cassia. Sorry for cutting the call short earlier,"
"What if I’m carrying twin girls? Would the entire fortune belong to them?" Stacy took a deep breath, steadying herself. She had been eavesdropping just moments ago, but now she had to act as if she had just arrived. Her fingers hovered over the door, about to knock. But before she could, the door
As Darvan stepped inside his family estate, his expression remained calm, but his mind was filled with worry. He hadn’t come to see his mother, nor did he have any idea that Stacy was with her. He was there for one reason: to grab a few things from his room. As the door opened on its own and he ste
Her friends rolled their eyes. "I guess you’ve found the perfect weapon to use against us," Kiara chuckled, making Cassia smirk. "Well, that’s not the only reason I came," she admitted. Quinn and Kiara exchanged knowing glances. "So, you're really here for Liam?" Quinn asked. Cassia nodded
The night was a cool one but not for Darvan. The cool gentle breeze swept through the city as he and Stacy walked side by side. The streetlights illuminated their way and the faint sounds of traffic filled the air. Despite the beautiful atmosphere, Darvan remained silent, lost in thought. It felt
Could she really say no to her mother? Would her mother get mad if she lowered the amount to a million? Still caught up in her thoughts, her mother's voice came through again. "If the money is sent now, I can start with whatever I have in mind," her mother muttered softly. Cassia let out a
Cassia stood in the middle of her room, staring at the neatly packed suitcase on her bed. Tomorrow, she would be leaving for an entirely new journey, and she needed to make sure she was fully prepared. She moved toward her closet, pulling out the last few items she might need. A few more outfits,
After the handshake,Cassia was given the cake and cut it while everyone cheered. She smiled and bowed in appreciation. "That's Mathew, your temporary personal assistant," the man from earlier said. Cassia nodded. "I'll give you a tour," Mathew offered. Cassia nodded again and followed him throug
Cassia woke up slowly, her body feeling lighter but her mind was still heavy. She blinked at the ceiling, the memories of last night replaying in her head. The things she had said. The way she had begged Martinez. A deep sigh escaped her lips as her gaze went to the side of the bed, expecting to
Liam sat on his bed, gripping his phone tightly. He had been calling Cassia over and over since their last conversation when she had abruptly ended the call after he apologized. But now, she wasn’t answering his calls at all. His gut told him she was ignoring him. He sighed, running a hand through
Cassia furrowed her brows at Darvan, wondering what was going through his head. Darvan, kneeling just a step away, met her gaze with desperation in his eyes. "When will it get it into your head that I’ve moved on?" Cassia asked gently, her voice steady. "What do you expect my fiancé to do? Appl
Darvan sat in the airplane, gripping his phone tightly. The video of Cassia and Martinez kissing played on repeat, again and again. "Welcome to Paris. The local time is 8:35 PM." The moment the plane landed, he grabbed his suitcase and left, heading straight to where his car was waiting. As soon
Cassia stood beside Martinez, her hand in his. Cameras flashed, and reporters shouted questions. She still felt the warmth of Martinez’s lips from the kiss. It had happened so fast, and now everyone believed they were in love. This was the second time they had shared such a passionate moment, and
Darvan clenched his jaw, his grip tightening around his phone. What was going on? Why in the world were Martinez and Cassia kissing so passionately on screen? Were they really a thing? A flood of thoughts raced through Darvan’s mind, and his irritation grew. Justin sat frozen, his phone still in h
"What should we do?" Cassia asked, moving toward the window, trying to get a glimpse of what was happening outside. "Just follow my lead, alright?" Martinez replied. Before Cassia could process his words, a sudden commotion outside the building made her heart skip a beat. Martinez’s grip on his p
"Mom—" Cassia started, but her mother cut her off, making her inhale quietly. "That amount shouldn't be hard to get, right? I promise this is the last time. My boutique just needs a few more items," her mother said. Cassia's grip tightened around the phone. She said nothing. What was she suppose
Mr. Jenkins and his wife sat in their living room that evening, watching the replayed news on their screen. The screen displayed a picture of Cassia and Martinez, from the announcement of their engagement to a photo that made it look like they were kissing. "This news has been circulating for two