Mariella was already waiting for Mark to leave the house. She knew how easy it was to manipulate Cassie when her husband was not around her.And this was the perfectly right time to remind her of the debts she owed to the Holmes family, and specifically, she herself.After all, she had raised the girl to be manipulated by herself, at every turn, every moment of her life.Otherwise, why would she raise a completely unwanted child, if not to turn her into a personal cash cow?! That's why, as soon as Mark's car left the mansion, she headed towards Cassie's room. Seeing that the door was locked, she purposefully registered three persistent knocks on it, knowing that she had never done this even once in her entire life.The whole game was to make her feel bad, insecure and insensitive at once, while showing her how she was fortunate enough to get a grandmother like her.Otherwise, an unwanted, orphaned girl like her would have been left somewhere in the cold hard world to decay like a de
Violet sank into the plush chair in her room, her fingers tracing the edges of the mysterious envelope that held the reality of Cassie's life, which probably, she was also unaware of.The gentle shades of the dressing room lights created a pleasant ambience, highlighting the gravity of the revelations within her grasp. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for the journey that she had to take ahead.Clutched tightly in her hands were the damning pieces of evidence— the photographs, documents, and a letter— that hinted at a truth she was reluctant to accept, even after she had gone through all of them thrice.The weight of the unknown bore down on her shoulders, and the soft glow of the lights played on her face, casting shadows that mirrored the conflict within her heart.As Violet contemplated the next steps, the door creaked open, and her co- star George entered, his eyes immediately drawn to Violet's troubled expression. "Violet, what's going on? You look like you've seen a gh
Mariella stood up from her place after she was assured that she had successfully planted the seed of misunderstanding in Cassie's mind.Even though Cassie was struggling to believe the accuracy of her words on the surface, the tiny seedling of doubt had already germinated in her brain, and was ready to grow into a healthy plant in some hours, while the tree would also grow in some days.In any case, the apple of misunderstanding would always be the most poisonous apple of the world.Thinking this, she spoke her last sentence like she was placing the last nail on the coffin. "Cassie! My sweetheart, grandma just wants you to live happily and in the luxurious manner you are habituated to, since your childhood.If not for you, I would have grown old while living under any conditions God wants me to…"With a sigh, she got up from the chair and pretended to walk towards the door."Now, I think I should leave you alone; after all, it is almost time for your breakfast, and I have already del
"Miss Cynthia, please have a seat."After offering a seat to Cynthia, Mark turned to his personal assistant, who had also accompanied them. He ordered in a soft note;"Ask for my usual coffee and something nice for dessert, along with whatever Miss Cynthia wants to eat. After that, I want complete privacy here. Got it?"Cynthia was on cloud nine, no matter how hard she was trying to believe that she was sitting in front of the CEO of the company she works for and he himself was ordering coffee and dessert for her.This scene has forced her to leave reality and walk into the fiction that her head was currently waving for her.But the voice from the waiter pulled her out as they placed an extremely expensive menu in front of her, from which half of the dishes she had never even heard of.She pointed out the most familiar and turned her attention towards Mark and for the purpose they were here for.Because if she is able to save her neck from going to jail in the case of fraud she has ne
Mariella Holmes had never expected to hear this news at this time, out of the all possible probabilities of events she had calculated.She might have accepted the existence of this child as well, just like she had accepted Cassie in her household… if only it would have been revealed, before everything had descended into the mess they were all standing in.Then, maybe, she might even have been able to spin this pregnancy to her own benefit. But the news was so shocking for her, that for a moment, she almost forgot that she was supposed to respond and started cursing the planning of time and her own destiny in her mind. And why shouldn't she? As a result of this, she might be required to put some extra effort to separate the two of them. And now, she had started to understand the one eighty degree flip in Cassie's behavior, and also from where all this confidence was coming to her.Despite her reservations, she found her gaze shifting towards Cassie as the news of her pregnancy wash
In the dimly lit confines of Robert's office, where shadows whispered conspiracies and ambitions held under- the- table meetings, Sylvia leaned in with an air of calculated curiosity. The scent of betrayal for their own colleague lingered in the air, as they debated and refined the intricate details of their plan.They knew very clearly that if they wanted to save their neck, they would have to drag somebody else's neck under the guillotine and they had the good look of finding two at once! Now, there was just one complication- Sylvia was not sure how Robert was going to achieve success in this plan.After her heart had been submerged through and through in the flood of uncertainty of the plan, she finally asked. "I understand that we have found someone to put the blame on, but Robert… don't you think we don't have much time for it?"Robert mused, his voice a low murmur that resonated within deceit and trickery. "Executing this plan demands precision and subtlety. So don't worry a
After Mark made sure that Cynthia would be dropped safely to her house, he handed her a perfect amount of money that would be enough to support her for at least the next one year.He then asked the driver to finally drive towards the office once again, and ordered his assistant to call the meeting right the moment they reached the office.He knew that everyone was already prepared for the audit that he had informed them about, which was going to happen in the evening.Hence, everyone was already prepared from their side in advance.Meanwhile, Robert and Sylvia's plan had reached its peak, as Cynthia was nowhere to be found, and everyone had started to believe that the rumors were telling the truth.Also the funny thing about the rumors is that they don't have legs, but they hold the potential to spread faster than a forest fire; and the same was happening today.By the time Mark reached the office, almost half of the staff had already believed that Cynthia and Andrew were involved in
After Mariella paused, brewing in her impatience, Margaret turned around to make a call to Mark in order to confirm her departure and attend to her duties.However, Mariella seized the opportunity to step outside, her heart pounding with the thrill of a narrowly averted exposure.Once beyond the confines of the mansion, Mariella found herself relaxing in the tranquility of the garden. The lawns stretched out before her, adorned with vibrant flowers that seemed to whisper secrets of their own. She strolled along the cobblestone paths, her mind a whirlwind of contemplation.The voice recorder nestled in her purse as she had paused the recording the moment Maragret turned around. This recording was the proof that would make her case strong in front of Cassie; hence, it needed to be preserved as the evidence that might one day serve as her insurance as well. The thought of having tangible proof of the conversations within the Rover mansion, fueled her determination to see her plan reac