Mark's POV:I was sifting through the contents of the folder, which had initially seemed quite light but ended up revealing quite weighty information.So Mariella Holmes is indeed responsible for the death of Cassie's mother.According to what Nelson had told me, the car Neil's dad was driving on the day of his death was also Eleanor's- so she was the primary target.But Mariella ended up killing her own son, in the attempt to get rid of his new wife. And yet, it did not stop her evil plans. She did not hesitate, even after killing her son with her own hands, before tampering with the brakes of Eleanor's car once again. Although I had suspected foul play behind her accident, I knew it was still better for me to have proof in hand.But what kind of a human was she, that she didn't feel an ounce of remorse after her son got caught up in the crossfire and lost his life? And if that old lady did not get deterred from her plans even after paying such a huge casualty, then is there any l
Cassie glanced towards her phone, to find that it was Violet calling her.She decided to let the phone ring for now; she could always call her back later, but she could not let this get out of hand. But the moment she turned towards her grandmother after putting her phone on silent, she saw Mariella trying to stand from the table."Cassie, sweetheart, I think I should go back to my room and rest for a bit, I'm suddenly not feeling too well."For a moment, Cassie was appalled at her audacity, and took some time to react.By this time, Mariella Holmes had already turned around, ready to go to her room after successfully dodging the question.But Cassie was determined, and she rushed forward to block her path.Standing in front of Mariella with her hands outstretched, she exclaimed,"No Grandma! You can't go anywhere without answering my questions.""What did you say?!"Mariella asked, finding it difficult to rein in her temper now. Cassie repeated herself calmly, even though she felt
Connor was walking to and fro in his room, seeing the legal notice kept on the table.He knew this day would come… but this soon, he hadn't assumed that! He didn't know what he was supposed to do now.He remembered how Nina had given him one task, and he had failed miserably in fulfilling that task, too.But it wasn't his fault after all, he had to deliver the package within twenty minutes; and that too, on a third class bike. On top of that, the traffic of this city had been going crazy day by day.Even before they set out, he had realized that he wasn't going to make it on time, but he had tried regardless… and when he finally reached there, he found out that he was extremely late.Not only had Nina refused to pay him, but he had also been humiliated by the person he was supposed to deliver the stuff to.Now, he was slowly starting to realize how tough it might have been for Mark to live his life as a delivery boy.But this realization was of no use, because no matter what kind of
Nina was standing behind Anthony, listening clearly to every word.Wearing a deep maroon bodycon dress, she lounged in the back, holding a glass goblet with red wine in it.The outfit hugged her curves perfectly, and the deep v- neckline left very little to the imagination.The dress ended just above her knees, revealing her tantalizingly long legs.All in all, she looked like a complete vision, but the only man who had access to her had his entire attention focused on a phone call.But as soon as he disconnected the call, Anthony turned around and his gaze fell on her.Maintaining a slightly indifferent expression, she asked;"So, you're not going to help Connor out?""Darling, aren't you taking a little too much interest in business matters?"Nina coyly answered, blinking her eyelashes;"No, I was just asking because I think that poor soul could really benefit from our help, and he is also desperate enough to go to any lengths for it.""And I think I have told you already, that I ha
"Not okay? Why? What happened to you?"Mark asked in panic once again as he stepped towards Cassie, holding her by her shoulders. He proceeded to examine her thoroughly from head to toe, keeping her absolutely still. Meanwhile, his hands were gripping the sides of her waist gently, as if he was examining the wings of a butterfly, while at the same time with so much intensity in his eyes as if she might flutter away at any moment. Cassie was too stunned to react, let alone say anything to him or even move, but this was when Violet laughed out loud, saying;"Of course, you idiot! How do you think that a woman can be okay, if her husband suddenly storms into their own house like an enraged bull, and starts assaulting the person who has just saved her?Don't you think she might be considering dying out of shame-""Violet!"Mark raised his voice to shut Violet out, and tried to ask once again."Cass! Honey, you sure you okay? Mariella didn't hurt you by any means -""Yes! I am absolutely
Earlier, Mark had decided to reveal everything to Cassie after making sure that she was in the state to understand everything without going into deep shock. At that moment, he saw the condition that was going on and he couldn't hold it anymore.But after he broke the news he thought Cassie would be the one who will be in great shock, but it was Violet whose voice was the loudest as she screamed;"What !?" Mark turned towards Violet, but before he could have asked her what happened, he noticed that Cassie's legs were shaking.And before anyone could understand what happened, she almost fainted in Mark's arms.Violet quickly rushed towards the nearest table where a jar of water was placed and rushed back while grabbing the jar in her hands.Sprinkling the water on Cassie's face, she screamed;"George, please call both the ambulance and the police. I can't tolerate the presence of this lady in this house anymore, and can't see my sister in law in this condition either.""Cass, Cass !
"Tell me! Tell me!! What have I ever done to you, when have I ever wronged you? Everytime… every single time, whenever I felt like I have been treated unfairly by you, or wrongly accused by Andrew or Moira, I have always thought that it's just in my head. I stopped myself from thinking that you can be wrong, assuring myself that it can't be true, because… because you are my grandmother…!"Cassie gasped in order to regulate her breathing, even as tears flowed freely down her face, and continued without missing a beat;"A grandmother who loves me so much… loves me so much, just like she loves Andrew and Moira… but no, I was just so wrong.So wrong! Because you have never loved me in the first place. Let's also leave the word 'love' out of here for context, because you never loved me in the first place. I should have understood this the moment I came to know about Moira's conspiracies about me, and seeing that you were still taking her side.But again, as I said that I am also ready to
Mariella laughed out loud as she completed her statement, admitting to her own filthy crime of killing her son and daughter in- law. Her maniacal. Laughter made a shudder run through the spine of everyone else present in the room, as they were not able to digest the fact that someone could be this cruel too."You are sick!"Mark spoke, as he tried to hold Cassie as tightly as he could. So far, as the story was progressing with each of Mariella's words, Cassie was growing weaker and weaker.She really had gone through many things, losing her parents at a very young age, being cheated by her own family, and the person whom she loved the most and had bet everything on, had also hidden his identity from her for so long.Mark knew that he was also a culprit who had committed a grave offense, but he was also aware of the fact that his offense could never jump to the level of felony Mariella has committed.This was when Cassie spoke up;"Really? Are you even hearing what you are saying… you