"Your Honor, this is unnecessary emotional manipulation-""I am just being honest, Mr. Hathen," this time, it was Cassie who took a stand for herself.She then turned away from him, and spoke again;"There is more, your Honor. As per the previous testimony, even though the car involved in the crash was listed under the name of Connor Lawrence, the accident was said to be caused by a driver, Mr. Rogers. But the truth is, that driver was never associated with the Lawrence family, in fact, he was the Holmes family driver."Gasps filled the courtroom, as she spoke;"Moira and I had arrived by car, driven by Mr. Rogers, the Holmes family's chauffeur. Connor and Andrew were supposed to join us at the club, driven by Connor himself.And Mr Rogers wasn't even present at La Priveé around the time of the accident, because he was at the Holmes family Mansion to drop me off, in the car we had arrived in.""I object, Your Honor!"Mr. Hathen rose from his seat once again, speaking loudly;"Doesn'
Mark's POV:I don't know what was going on in my head, after entering the trial room.The fact that I was disturbed by Cassie's presence here was true, but the effect of seeing Cassie and Violet talking to each other was something else.Yes! This was also disturbing me.But the thing that was disturbing me the most was, what was she planning to say next? Because although I had the proof within my hands, I know that Cassie was the eye- witness that day, even if she was not the direct witness for Matteo's death.But she still was the eye witness for all the things Moira had done, and the argument following that. She was the only person apart from the culprits right now, who could prove that they had been present there that night. And they were not out of the country, as it had been stated earlier.According to the public records, the closing argument for the previous case had been that the driver was the one who was driving the Lawrence family's car when Matteo had barged into their c
Mark's voice echoed in the almost- empty room, grabbing the attention of the remaining people in the room towards them.At this time, Mariella was looking like she wanted to trade her soul to the Devil in return for some hell fire which she would use to burn down Cassie and Mark at once!But like all her other wishes on that day, this wish also remained unfulfilled.Mark twisted her wrist and spoke once again, this time giving emphasis on each word;"I. Asked! How. Dare. You. Even. Think. That. Slapping. MY. WIFE. Would. Be . A. Good. Idea?!""Apologize, now!"He roared.Mariella looked a little startled, but it is a well known fact that a human's brain stops functioning and their wits leave their side the moment their end is near. And the same thing was probably going on with Mariella.Because she decided to look back at Mark, staring directly in his eyes with a challenging spark in her gaze, and spat out. "Do you really think that I would apologize to her? I am a woman and I know y
If it would have been some other day, and the tides of time would have been in favor of Mariella Holmes, she would surely have shown this girl what she was capable of.But today… today, neither her time nor her stars were in a good position, dragging her down from the throne she was the only righteous owner of.Hence, after going through all the options in her mind, she replied with her best weapon: self-pity."What can I say for your generous offer, apart from that my old bones are not suitable for any kind of work -""Tch! Tch! Oh yeah, how can I forget, your bones are only capable of hiding the evidence! Right!"Violet spoke again, looking directly in Mariella's eyes."You… you bi- Brat! Why are you teasing an old lady like me? I am Cassie's grandmother, and if you are her friend then in a way I am your grandma as well!"Mariella spoke, biting back her anger, and carefully choosing the word she was about to say, otherwise all her plans would have gone in vain within no time at all.
Cassie turned her head to look in the direction where the voice had come from, already knowing who it belonged to.The words were clear and loud in her mind."Is it too late to apologize for my mistake…? Sister in law?"But she was still trying to figure out if she might have misheard the words, because no matter that things were seemingly coming back on the track of getting better….She was still not sure that everything was ever going to become alright, just like it had been before.Not only were her days still hazy, but the sun that was supposed to rise after the jury's decision… she was still unable to catch a glimpse of it.And because of that, she was still unsure about her future, because the hope that had risen after Mark had saved her from her grandma's rage seemed to be vanishing since the moment she talked to the attorney.Because she was not sure how she would clear up the misunderstanding of why she was scouting a new lawyer, because even if she were to say the truth, wou
Cassie was once again lost in her thoughts, when Alex began to speak, his eyes fixed on his fiddling hands. "I know that sometimes Violet is a lot, it's because she is the pampered, only daughter of both the households.And trust me, there are few times when no one can handle her, apart from Marcus.Hence, I accept that this time, I was the one at fault as Marcus was already in shock, and I didn't stop her from the grave mistake she was making, while being carried away by her emotions.But Sister- in- law, I… I am really here to request you to forgive me this time; and trust me I will never repeat this blunder of mine. I will never disappoint you.""Alex, I am not mad at you… I am neither angry, nor disappointed in you. It's just that I am so disappointed in myself.Although I haven't opted for the abortion in the end, but I had considered it as an option, thinking that Mark doesn't love me and I was just a pawn for him in the game of revenge.""Cassie! Don't think this way, avenging
Cassie was indeed left speechless; no matter how hard she was trying to wipe the traces of fear off her face… But the shadow of the insecurity that had been raised after the blunder she had created, was never ready to leave her in the first place.She immediately tried to divert the conversation in another direction, as she had always believed in the theory which advocated in favor of leaving the things we are not sure about, as they are. So ignoring the question, she hurriedly spoke up, without taking a pause between her own words. "Grandma, do you want to eat something? You might be hungry after the trail, aren't you?Please take a shower and change, and come to the dining area. Till then, I will ask the staff to prepare something for you… a- a few dishes you like-""Cassie my child, come here kid, sit with your grandma."Mariella spoke, making her voice sweeter than sugar, while her heart was aware of the fact that whatever she was going to say, every word of it would consist o
After the visitor left, Cassie wanted to visit her grandmother and see if she was doing well.But her words were just making her lose her confidence further, and she really didn't want any misunderstandings to occupy the space between her and Mark, all over again.Thinking this, she decided to stay away from her, just for this evening. Because after this dinner, she knew she would at least have an answer about what was going to be the fate of her life.And with this determination, she went into her shower. She needed to get ready soon, as Mark would be waiting for her.The cream- colored walls of her new bedroom provided a serene backdrop for the rich, dark wood of the antique vanity that stood near the window. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the room, Cassie stood before her mirror, the amber light reflecting in her hazel eyes.But her eyes, usually vibrant, now held a hint of vulnerability. In recent days, the ritual of getting ready became