All Chapters of His Regret: I'm with his uncle now : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

"We're all so excited! Congratulations Miss Cassidy!"Cassie's entire office was in high spirits. They had just landed one of the sweetest acquisition deals that most huge corporations struggled to get. "I think this calls for celebration, someone pop open a bottle of champagne!"Cassie left the ensuing party to call her husband to inform him of the good news. She tried his number, again and again but it kept sending her to voice mail. "Miss Cassidy, aren't you coming back in, the shareholders are asking about you." Daria, Cassie's secretary inquired. "Something important just came up, enjoy the celebration." She said, heading for the elevator. The only thing on her mind was going home to the love of her life. She needed her husband, Trent to know that she had finally secured the greatest investment of his company's history. The elevator stopped at the underground parking lot.She got out, and then into her car. After a while, she was home. Cassie couldn't hold in her excitement

Cassie sat in the cold, sterile holding cell. She was still in shock. How on earth did she end up here? Being accused of embezzlement and money laundering, it was way above Trent's thinking capacity. Someone must have put him up to it. Before she could process her thoughts further, a police officer came to escort her to an interrogation room. Cassie stood up, with her wrists still handcuffed, and followed the officer to an interrogation room. A middle-aged man with stubble and a stern expression, was already seated in one of the chairs. "Please, sit down, Ms. Murphy," the detective said, nodding to the other chair."Silverwood," she corrected as she sat down, her eyes fixed on the detective. They weren't divorced yet so Silverwood was still her last name. "I want to call my lawyer," she said.The detective nodded. "I am not aware that you are a Silverwood. I will keep referring to you as Murphy till I verify that information." He sized her for a moment, "You can call your lawyer af

Cassie woke up to an unfamiliar ceiling. She rubbed her eyes, trying to remember how she got there. But her mind was a blank.She slowly got out of bed and looked around the room. It was a luxurious penthouse with a stunning view of the city. But Cassie had no idea how she ended up there.She stumbled forward, feeling a little dizzy. That's when she saw a tray on the bedside table with a glass of water and a pill."For your head," a deep voice said.Cassie turned to see a tall, imposing man leaning against the doorframe. He was watching her with a sympathetic expression.Cassie's eyes narrowed at the mystery man. "How did I get here?" she demanded.The mystery man pushed off from the doorframe and walked towards her. "You passed out on the side of the road," he said, his expression unreadable. "I brought you here."Cassie's mind was a jumble of confusion. She tried to remember what had happened, but her memories were hazy. And then it hit her - she hadn't finished her medication. She

THREE MONTHS LATERCassidy Murphy tried her very best to move on, but it was hard. The saying was out of sight, out of mind. But how could she move on when she kept seeing the faces of those who wronged her in every magazine and news station she tuned to.It was like they were out to get get her. Her sanity was in jeopardy. Since Misty and Trent's wedding arrangement and the talk of a possible merger, their photos were everywhere.Misty was the face of major brands as their ambassador. After studying accounting, she decided to be an influencer.Now Cassie was suffering the consequences of her decisions."Cassie, casserole!" Cora yelled. "I'm right in front of you, you don't have to yell," she rolled her eyes, "And don't call me casserole Cora," Cassie groaned. Cora smiled at Cassie as she pulled over to drop her off. "I'm off to the office," she said.Cassie knew what was coming next, and she held up a hand to stop Cora. "Don't say it," she warned.But Cora just laughed. "We're best

Arden Rhett and Warren Dalton pulled up to the hotel in Arden's sleek black car. As they waited for the valet to open their doors, Warren turned to Arden. "So, you think she's going to cave?" Warren asked, his voice low and smooth.Arden's eyes narrowed as he considered the question. "I don't know," he admitted. "But I need her to. Cassie has to be on our side if we're going to make this work."Warren raised an eyebrow. "And what makes you think she'll agree to work with us?" he asked."I'll make sure she does," he said, his voice firm. "I'll do whatever it takes." Arden says confidently. Immediately they entered the building, they spotted Trent and Misty. Warren nodded discreetly towards them as they walked into the restaurant. "Is that them?" he asked Arden. "The ones who screwed Cassie over?"Arden's expression turned grim. "Yes.""Damn, what a cold world!" Warren muttered as he continued walking. He scanned the room for a moment checking if any of the girls were his type. He wa