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Chapter 7

Word Count: 1070    |    Released on: 08/05/2026

creen illuminated Cassie's cold eyes.

on the red reject butto

phone chimed. A te

er Center Hotel. Top flo

laugh ripped fro

the phone around, holding the glowing screen up so he coul

es scanne

shing pressure of his grip. The air in the study grew heavy

ane asked. His voice was dangerously lo

ed, her exp

e rot out completely." Her eyes burned

a long moment. The musc

your bodyguards," Cassie

mouth curled into a

and slammed his finger do

hatever she wants. And have our surveillance team monitor every camera a

against her ribs. The unquestio

e button and loo

will come drag you out myself." The

ave a sh

eels struck the hardwood with a rapid, militant rhythm. Da

ight down to the u

lars worth of exotic cars. She ignored them all

fob and pointed toward two massive black Range Rovers parked ne

hed the keys

he low driver's seat. She hit the ignition. The eng

on the gas. The Porsch

her, forming a dark, intimidating convoy

eather steering wheel, knuckles white. Her mind raced, calcul

he grand entrance of the

nned valet. She stepped out, her torn dress blowing in the wi

glass doors. The opulent gold a

y armed men behind her and rushed over, using

rs slid shut. The rapid as

ged open on t

g quartet and loud chatter

idor and stopped in front of the massive d

rom their engagement shoot, both smiling brightly. The words "Engagement Celebration" were printed in elegant gold

message was a trap. A public ex

ignaled for the bodyguard

n the heavy brass handles

of crystal chande

ped into

e silence spread through the massive room. T

at the angry red scars on her face. They stared at

cruel whispers and muffle

champagne. A smug, victorious smile stretched across his face. He was handsome in a polished,

ing down his nose as if s

ally show up," Jamey said loudly,

foundation struggled to mask the swelling along her jawline, and a high diamond chok

ill and strained. "This is my poor, sick

d into loud, mo

el rod. Her eyes swept over the laughing faces, cold

mey said, dripping with fake conce

h churned with

waiter stood frozen nearby, ho

tal glass filled with dark red wine. She held

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