All Chapters of Bound By A Broken Night: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Cassie fell silent, her mind going completely blank.She had never expected this—never imagined that Zandrie, of all people, would confess something like this to her. The man who was always teasing, always light, always easy to be around… was now sitting across from her with an expression so serious it unsettled her.There was no mischief in his eyes. No playfulness.Only years of something he had quietly kept to himself.“Drie…” she whispered, her chest tightening. A strange heaviness settled inside her, a quiet misery she hadn’t been prepared for. This wasn’t a conversation she ever thought they would have.“If I were given a chance,” Zandrie continued softly, his voice losing its usual steadiness, “after all these years we’ve been together… after everything we’ve gone through…” He held her gaze, searching her face.“Is there a place for me in your life, Cass?”The question carried a quiet plea.“Drie…” she said again, her voice weaker this time, her heart twisting with conflict.“

“This is the transfer of ownership for the mansion.”Rima’s voice trembled as she handed the folder to Ashton. Her fingers lingered for a brief moment before letting go, as if surrendering the document meant surrendering a piece of herself.Her lips quivered, and her eyes remained fixed on the folder—the papers that now held the fate of the Knowles family’s most treasured property.“With the other two properties,” Red added, his voice low and controlled, “and the remaining shares we still held in Knowles Corporation… the Knowles mansion completes the total amount.”He paused, his jaw tightening.“Two hundred thirty million dollars.”His eyes were bloodshot, the strain of sleepless nights and suppressed anger evident. But his tone remained cold, stripped of the pride and authority he once carried so effortlessly.Everything was gone.What remained to the Knowles family was reduced to a few million in his personal accounts—and his mother’s modest home.After his father’s death, she had

Red, Mirriam, and Rima stared at her in shock. Rima’s face drained of color, while Mirriam shook her head repeatedly, whispering denials under her breath.“I will make sure you spend the rest of your life in prison,” Cassidy added, her gaze turning cold and lethal.“No!” Rima shouted, her composure breaking completely. “You don’t have any real proof! This is all fabricated! You’re making this up!”Her voice trembled now—not with anger. But with fear."Then let’s see,” Cassidy said, a faint sneer touching her lips.“I’ll be waiting to see how you defend yourself.”Mirriam’s hands curled into fists.“You can’t twist the truth, Cassidy!” she snapped. “We’ll prove Mom is innocent. You’ve completely lost your mind—and whoever is feeding you this nonsense is just as crazy!”“Well,” Cassidy replied with a careless shrug, “as I said… we’ll see.” Her gaze shifted slowly to Rima.“What I do know right now,” she continued coolly, “is that your beloved mother won’t be having a very comfortable

The elevator doors had barely opened when Mirriam rushed forward, her eyes swollen and rimmed red.“Are you happy now, Cassidy?” she demanded, her voice trembling with fury and exhaustion. “Look what you did to Grandma and Mom!”Cassie had just stepped out when Mirriam blocked her path, anger and desperation written across her face.“You’re heartless, Cassidy,” Red followed, his voice hoarse but sharp with accusation. “I can’t believe you could do this to your own family. Your grandmother is too old to be in prison!”Both father and daughter looked disheveled—clothes wrinkled, faces pale, eyes shadowed by sleepless nights. They looked like people who had not rested for days. Perhaps not since the court hearing that sentenced Rima Knowles to life imprisonment.And just yesterday, Madame Valerie Knowles had been arrested as well. Like Rima, she had faced the court—and judgment had come swiftly.The scandal had exploded across the country. News outlets ran the story day and night. Head

Zandrie entered without haste, but the moment he crossed the threshold, his eyes went straight to Ashton—sharp, questioning. The look lingered only briefly before shifting to Cassie, assessing, measuring, as if trying to read the atmosphere she had left behind.Cassie, however, seemed entirely unfazed. She leaned back into her seat with deliberate ease, crossing one leg over the other as though she belonged there as much as anyone. When their gazes met, she held his without flinching, her expression calm, almost pleasantly indifferent.“Have you discussed the important matter you mentioned with CEO Pierce?” Zandrie asked casually as he took the seat across from Ashton, though the curiosity beneath his tone was unmistakable.“Sparingly,” Cassie replied, offering him a sweet, composed smile. “Thirty minutes is hardly enough.”Zandrie scoffed under his breath, shaking his head at her boldness.“Well then,” Cassie said lightly as she rose from her chair, smoothing the fabric of her dress