Chapter 67

The person standing there was Cassian.

Dressed in a white suit with slicked-back hair, he had gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose. A polite smile appeared on his lips.

Timothy frowned and forced a smile. "Oh, it's Mr. Kramer. But why are you calling my wife by her name so casually?"

Timothy emphasized the word "wife".

Cassian's face stiffened as he glared at Timothy coldly. "Mr. Yeager, please show some respect. You and Mavis aren't married yet. It's quite inappropriate to call her that."

Timothy glanced at Cassian and scoffed. "Sorry, but we're engaged, and we've agreed to marry in a month. You have no say in this."

With that, Timothy put his arm around Mavis' waist. He even gave it a brazen squeeze. Smiling, he said, "Isn't that right, darling?"

Mavis felt a tingle through her body. She blushed. He would always touch her so suddenly.

Glaring at Timothy in embarrassment, she was about to object. But she then thought about how Cassian had been overly intimate with h