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Nikolai Declared His Love For Cassie

The dining hall glittered beneath a chandelier, but the shine couldn’t mask the storm brewing at the long table. Crystal glasses clinked, silver cutlery was placed, and the scent of roasted lamb mingled with expensive wine. Cassie sat beside Nikolai, her hands folded tightly on her lap. Even after the little happy moment, she still couldn't help it. Across from her sat Lydia, graceful and infuriating, with her parents flanking her like royal guards. Rafael and Harlow took their places, both trying... unsuccessfully... to mask their irritation. For a while, conversation was polite. Gloria asked about Emily, her voice gentle as she fussed over her granddaughter. The Beaumonts spoke about their travels abroad. Lydia smiled too sweetly, commenting on the “beautifully restored” house. But everyone knew it was only a matter of time before the pleasantries cracked. And Lydia struck first. “So, Cassie,” Lydia began, swirling her wine as her eyes gleamed with quiet hatred.

How Dare You!!!

The dinner went on as intended, but the warmth was gone. It had been gone the very moment Lydia opened her mouth. Cassie sat beside Nikolai, her fingers interlaced with his. His grip was too tight, almost painful, but she didn’t pull away. It wasn’t just a handhold. It was a testimony. It was him saying, "I won’t let anyone come between us." Still, her spine burned with the weight of Lydia’s gaze. It wasn’t admiration. It wasn’t curiosity. It wasn’t even hatred, not in the raw form Cassie had known in her life. No, Lydia’s stare was worse... clinical, calculating, like a surgeon considering which vein to cut to bleed her enemy slowly. Despite everything said, Lydia wasn't done yet. And beside her, her parents, faces full of the smug calm of people who believed they were pulling every string in the room. The silence stretched until Mrs. Beaumont leaned forward slightly. “So, Cassie,” she began, her smile warm enough to fool someone less wary. “Emily is such a darling child. H

Disgusting Family Of Beaumont

Cassie’s throat tightened, gratitude swelling in her chest so fiercely that it ached. But the ache of humiliation lingered because no matter how sharp Gloria’s defense, the poison had been planted. Doubt and whispers. The kind that lived behind the heart long after the words were spoken. Beside her, Nikolai’s thumb brushed her palm in a slow circle. His silence wasn’t a weakness. It was his shield. He was waiting. He hadn’t spoken yet, but Cassie could feel his fury radiating through his body. His grip on her hand suddenly tightened until her bones ached, and his jaw clenched so hard she thought it might snap. Finally, he spoke. “Mother,” he said calmly but dangerously, “you don’t need to waste your breath. Cassie and Emily don’t answer to anyone.” He said curtly. Cassie’s heart swelled with warmth, even in the midst of the chaos in her heart. Mrs. Beaumont tittered, her laugh brittle. “Oh, Nikolai, always so protective. We meant no harm, my son.” But Cassie saw it... the smir

Emily Was Nearly Drowned

“Help! Help!” The shrill voice of the maid echoed through the entire mansion, instantly stopping the tense atmosphere that had already hung heavy after the dinner table conversations. Everyone jolted in their faces, and the fake smiles that Lydia’s parents had been wearing froze instantly. “What’s wrong? What happened?” Gloria cried out, her voice trembling as she gripped the table edge. "What the hell!" Stacy shouted. The maid’s scream came again, more frantic this time as she ran from the balcony to the dining room. “Help! Young Miss Emily... she… she fell into the pool!” The world stopped instantly. For a breathless moment, no one moved. The words refused to sink in. What did she say again? Then the silence was shattered as Cassie bolted upright, her chair toppling behind her as she screamed. “What did you say?” she shrieked. Her heart thundered so loudly that it drowned everything else out. She was going crazy. No... no... she must have heard wrongly. Gloria’s hand fle

Harlow’s Suspicion

They stormed up the stairs into Nikolai’s bedroom. He laid Emily gently on the massive bed, her tiny body looking even smaller against the vastness of the silk sheets. Cassie collapsed beside her, stroking Emily’s damp hair and rubbing her small hands furiously to keep her warm. “Stay with me, baby. Please, stay with me,” she whispered, tears streaming down her cheeks endlessly. Gloria pressed trembling fingers to her lips, her eyes brimming with tears she could no longer hold back. “My baby… my sweet baby. God, please save her…” she muttered brokenly, pacing in circles. Rafaael and Harlow hovered near the door, wide-eyed and helpless, their hearts beating out of rhythm. Stacy clung to Cassie, both of them unable to even breathe. Lucas’s fists clenched and unclenched as he tried to mask his panic, though the twitch in his jaw betrayed him. That was his granddaughter, for goodness' sake! How could he not panic? The room was filled with the sound of Cassie’s quiet pleas and the

Lydia, Why Were You At The Poolside?

Despite the storm of questions running through Harlow’s head, he didn’t voice them yet. His instincts screamed at him that something was wrong...terribly wrong, but this wasn’t the time. Emily’s little body still lay weak on the bed, the faint rise and fall of her chest fragile, but she was okay. When she wakes up, Harlow tells himself. When she wakes up, then we’ll know. Gloria, her face pale but her composure slowly returning, finally turned toward the Beaumont family. Her voice was firm with the authority she used whenever she wanted to end chaos. “Emma and Daniel, Lydia… I think it’s best if you go home for tonight. The dinner has already been disrupted enough. Our family needs to be alone.” Her tone was polite but decisive, clear enough that she wanted them gone. But Mrs. Beaumont let out a dramatic gasp, pressing her manicured hand to her chest. “Go home? How could you say such a thing at a time like this? Our hearts are with little Emily. We can not possibly leave wh

Bring The CCTV Footage!!!

“I---I went to pick up a call,” she stammered. “That’s all.” Her answer was flimsy, too flimsy, which didn't sit well with everyone. Rafael arched a brow, refusing to let it go. “Really? Strange timing. Everyone else was inside. The room was full. Yet you… You were conveniently right there to pick up a call?” "I was also thinking the same. Just what were the odds for such a coincidence? Hmph!" Harlow huffed and crossed his arms on his chest as he gazed intently at Lydia. Lydia’s lips trembled before she suddenly shot to her feet, throwing her hands up dramatically. “What are you trying to say, Rafael? That I pushed her? That I wanted to harm Emily?” Her voice quivered with fake outrage. “I don’t even know how to swim properly, yet I risked my life to save her! And this is the thanks I get? Accusations?” Her mother gasped in horror. “Outrageous!” Mrs. Beaumont barked angrily at the accusation. “How dare you speak to my daughter this way! She saved the child! And you... ungrateful

The Maid Pushed Emily

Everyone waited anxiously for Ronnie's return. Emily lay in her mother’s arms, her little hand curled protectively around her Cassie’s fingers. Cassie sat there frozen, tears still streaking her face, unwilling to let go of her tiny hand. Nikolai stood near the bed. His eyes looked so dark, burning, and stormy as they swept across the room, pausing on Lydia, then on the Beaumonts, then finally landing on his daughter. Only God knew what he was thinking. Lydia tried to keep her face blank, but the flicker of something... something too intense, too controlled... passed through her gaze. Cassie swallowed hard, clutching Emily tighter. 'Please, God, don’t let it be what I think…' She prayed inwardly. Minutes stretched like hours. Ronie finally returned with the small silver pen drive in one of his hands. And a laptop in another one. "Boss, here it is." He said respectfully. Nikolai instructed him to go ahead. Ronie set up the laptop on the low table. He bent, inserte

Nikolai’s Wrath

Nikolai’s knuckles cracked as he slammed his fist into the table beside the laptop, the sound echoing like a gunshot. “Find her!” His roared. “I want every guard, every camera, every road checked. She can not have gone far. FIND HER NOW!!!” Ronie bowed quickly, signaling to the other men in black who rushed out without hesitation. Cassie flinched at the sound of his fury, but she didn’t look up. Her arms were locked tightly around Emily, who whimpered softly in her sleep as though sensing the storm raging around her. “Niko,” Gloria tried, her voice trembling. “Please---” Nikolai turned on her, his eyes bloodshot, and his voice razor-sharp. “A maid under your roof tried to murder my daughter. My daughter. And you want me to calm down? Mom!” Gloria flinched back, her tears spilling faster. “I-I didn’t know...” “Didn’t know?” His laugh was hollow and bitter. It wasn't a laugh at all. “A stone doesn’t magically appear by the pool. A servant doesn’t suddenly turn into a monst

The Cursed Night/ This Isn't Over

The storm that followed the revelation of the CCTV footage was like nothing the Rosewood Mansion had seen in years. Everyone had stood frozen, their faces pale with disbelief after watching Emily’s small body being pushed into the pool. The image was burned into their minds, but what made it worse was not just the act itself; it was the shocking discovery of who had done it, who was potentially behind it. Lydia and a damn maid. One of Gloria’s trusted maids, a woman who had worked for the family for nearly three years, the same woman who had helped raise Emily whenever Cassie and Nikolai were too busy. And now, she was gone. Just like that. Vanished after such a heinous act. Gloria’s voice had shaken with rage as she shouted after she apologized to Cassie, “How dare she! In my house? With my granddaughter?” Her hands trembled so badly that Lucas had to reach out to steady her. As for Cassie, it was as if holding Emily tightly was the only thing keeping her sane from go

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