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Chapter 34
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2026-04-16 22:17:36
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Rejected After First Love Return's Chapter 34
The lively buzz of the inauguration party below faded into a distant hum as Casandra stepped out onto the penthouse balcony at the top of C-Legacy Tower. The Jakarta night wind blew steadily, playing with the strands of her neatly styled hair. She rested her hands on the railing, gazing at the vast spread of city lights shimmering like scattered jewels on black velvet.The incident with Vivian’s attack just hours earlier still left a faint tremor in her fingers, but a deeper sense of gratitude filled her heart. She had survived. She had won. And most importantly, she was no longer alone.The sound of the sliding door opening made her turn. William stepped outside, carrying two crystal glasses filled with a warm drink. He had removed his formal jacket, leaving only a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, giving him a look that was both strong and relaxed.“The guests are starting to leave, and Levia has taken care of the cleanup downstairs,” William said, handing one of
Rejected After First Love Return's Chapter 33
The night on the outskirts of Jakarta felt far more suffocating for someone who was used to sleeping on thousand-thread-count silk sheets. Vivian sat curled up in the corner of a cramped boarding room that contained nothing but a rusty fan and a thin, musty mattress. The flickering neon light on the ceiling made her face look pale and unsettling. Her once-prized hair was now greasy and disheveled, cut carelessly to disguise her identity from the police.On a fragile wooden table sat a plastic bottle filled with a clear liquid she had bought on the black market with her last bit of money. Concentrated acid. Vivian stared at the bottle with bloodshot eyes, drained from lack of sleep and consumed by deep-rooted hatred.“You think you’ve already won, Casandra?” she whispered, her voice hissing like a snake. “You have that building, you have William, you have everything… while I rot here like a sewer rat?”Vivian picked up an old newspaper featuring a photo of Casandra smiling in front of
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The twilight sky, painted in shades of orange and violet, blanketed the old Bastian family residence. The house remained unchanged—quiet, serene, and filled with the fragrance of night-blooming jasmine planted in the front yard. Yet for Casandra, stepping through that wooden gate always stirred a tremor in her heart. This was the place where she once felt like part of a family, before Bastian’s betrayal shattered everything.Casandra stepped out of her car carrying a basket of fresh fruit and a box of special medication that Mrs. Sarah usually took. She did not come with William this time; she wanted this meeting to remain a personal moment between a mother and the woman she still considered her daughter.On the porch, Mrs. Sarah sat in her rocking chair, staring blankly at the garden. The book on her lap remained unread. Her face looked far older and more fragile compared to the last time they met.“Mother…” Casandra called softly.Mrs. Sarah flinched, then turned. The moment she saw
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That morning, the air in front of the old Bastian Group building felt heavy with bitter nostalgia. Above the once-grand main gate now hung a striking yellow banner with bold lettering: “ASSETS UNDER CURATOR SUPERVISION – PUBLIC AUCTION.” A crowd of well-dressed individuals—property speculators and financial journalists—gathered in the now dusty main lobby.Casandra stepped out of her car, followed by William and Levia. She wore dark sunglasses, yet everyone could sense the sharpness of her gaze behind the lenses. Each firm step she took across the marble floor felt like the marking of a new reign.“Ma’am, the curator is ready on the executive floor,” Levia whispered while checking her tablet. “There are only three major bidders who qualified, but as expected, they backed off after seeing the profile of William Group’s consortium bid.”Casandra merely gave a faint nod. “They know better than to compete with us today.”Upstairs, the main meeting room—once a silent witness to Bastian’s b
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Casandra’s footsteps echoed through the cold prison corridor, thick with the sharp scent of disinfectant. There was no trace of expensive perfume or the chaotic buzz of trading floors here—only a suffocating silence, occasionally broken by the clang of iron doors or the hoarse murmurs from behind the cells. She walked with her chin held high, dressed in a striking maroon power suit that stood out against the dull gray walls.A guard opened the door to a private visitation room. Inside, behind a scratched wooden table and a thick glass divider, sat a man Casandra could barely recognize.Bastian.His once perfectly styled hair had been shaved short. The arrogance that used to define his face was gone, replaced by dullness and deep dark circles beneath his eyes—proof of sleepless nights. When he saw Casandra enter, he flinched. He tried to stand, but the handcuffs clanged against the table with a harsh metallic sound.“Casandra…” Bastian whispered, his voice cracked, as if his throat wer
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“Get out of here, you useless piece of trash!”Bang!Vivian’s body was thrown onto the scorching asphalt in front of an exclusive nightclub in central Jakarta. The sound of the heavy metal door slamming shut rang in her ears, leaving a throbbing pain in her scraped elbows and knees. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest tight with a mix of rage and overwhelming humiliation. She turned toward the door, hoping for even the slightest mercy—but all she saw were two large bodyguards staring at her with disgust.“Mr. Tan! I know you’re in there! Help me!” Vivian screamed, her voice hoarse and breaking. “It’s me, Vivian! You said I was your valuable asset! Open the door!”One of the guards stepped forward, kicking dust toward her face. “Mr. Tan said he doesn’t know any homeless woman like you. Leave before I call the police and have you dragged to the same cell as Bastian!”Vivian sobbed as she struggled to her feet. Her once perfectly styled hair was now tangled and filthy, soaked with
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