All Chapters of A Secret Affair With My Best Friend's Uncle : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Dante’s POVI stood outside the studio entrance, welcoming the guests who came to celebrate Cassandra’s studio launch. They were people I had personally invited so Cassandra could build her social network and excel in her business. Yet, even as I smiled and exchanged pleasantries, my mind was a tangled mess.I couldn’t seem to shake off what had happened at Margaret’s place that day. I had since found out that Margaret might have drugged me, which also meant that something could have happened between us, something I had no full memory of. The more I thought about it, the more certain I became that the incident wasn’t ordinary.It felt like a perfect trap, carefully orchestrated just for me. And the worst part? I couldn’t prove a damn thing.“Hey,” Cassandra whispered in my ear.I jerked in shock as her hot breath fanned my skin. I had been so lost in thought that I hadn’t noticed when she sneaked up on me.“How are you, kitten?” I smiled, masking my worries as I turned to face her. He

Cassandra’s POVPregnancy? Baby’s father?Those were the only things my brain could process as I stared blankly at Dante and Margaret. People were whispering behind me, but I couldn’t make out a single word. Margaret’s declaration had numbed my mind completely, drowning out every other sound.Today was supposed to be such a big day for me, or maybe that was exactly why what I had just heard felt so devastating. What Margaret said was definitely big. Too big. How could she possibly be pregnant with Dante’s child?How did that even make sense? I screamed inwardly, my thoughts spiraling wildly, until I suddenly jolted back to my senses and found myself gasping for breath.“Breathe, Cassandra… please,” I heard Dante say, and my knees nearly buckled when it hit me that I wasn’t imagining any of this. It was real. Every horrifying second of it.“This…” I whispered faintly, but Margaret’s shrill, howling voice drowned mine out, sharp and deliberate, as though she wanted the spectators to jud

Cassandra’s POV“It was a one-time thing… that came out wrong, I mean—” Dante stuttered, but it seemed that every word he said only made things worse.He looked so pitiful standing there like that that I finally got off my high horse and stepped closer to him.“I know you didn’t think things would turn out this way,” I said softly, my voice barely a breath, “but maybe if you tell me the whole truth, I might understand. It might have been a one-time weakness with your ex, and—”“It’s nothing like that, Cassandra!” he exclaimed, cutting me off. And then, finally, he explained everything.Dante told me how he had helped Margaret, believing she was being blackmailed, only to end up being drugged himself. He said he couldn’t defend whatever had happened between them because he genuinely didn’t remember it clearly. His explanation forced all the scattered doubts I’d been carrying for weeks to snap painfully into place.I hadn’t been losing my mind.The signs had been real all along.“So you

Margaret’s POVI was invited to a restaurant by old Lady Blackwell, and just as I had guessed, it wasn’t a date between a future daughter-in-law and a mother-in-law. It was a fierce face-off between two enemies who already knew each other’s weapons.“How have you been, old madam? You look better than the last time I saw you,” I drawled, trying to ease the tension. The woman hadn’t sneaked a smoke since earlier, her cold face refusing to break character even for a second.“I can’t say the same for you. You are still the same, bitchy, slutty, and still scheming against my son.”Her words made me chew my tongue in anger, but I kept a smile firmly planted on my face. I couldn’t afford to get back into her bad books again.“I don’t know what you—” I started, but she cut me off sharply.“I’m not here to catch up with you. I just want to clarify something,” she said, dropping the teacup she was holding back onto the saucer. “I heard you said you are pregnant for my son. Again.”My face lit u

Dante’s POV“Yes, we’re sorry, but we don’t have any information about that…” I heard my secretary whisper into the phone as I walked past her toward my office, with Tyson right behind me.The company had been in turmoil ever since the news about Margaret being pregnant for me broke out in the media, and the backlash had been severe. I had been painted by people across the country as a jerk, one who cheated on his pregnant fiancée with a young girl. Cassandra was the one being slandered the most.All hands had been on deck. We had been releasing multiple press statements, desperately trying to rectify the damage the news was doing to the group, and especially to Cassandra. She shouldn’t have been dragged into this mess when I was the one who caused everything. She didn’t deserve such ridicule.“How’s the media receiving our press releases so far?” I asked Tyson as I sat down in my chair. He sighed heavily.“Not so well, but the stock prices have stopped dropping for now,” he said, and