Casey Anthony Today Novels & Stories

What the hell will one touch do? "You okay, Kasey?" "Uhu. Fine." I rushed out, trying to control my breatging and clear my sight. But of course, my damn brains wouldn't work. "Kasey, when was the last time you ate something?" "Like a, a real meal?" I swallowed between the sentence and closed my eyes, trying to gain back control. "Yes." "Uh... Yesterday." I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. Shit. "Scratch that," I said, "the day before that."

"Angel, this is your first day home. You will face so many obstacles but I am here, okay. I'm going to get you a glass of water and I need you to relax for me Okay, no one will enter my office now and I am putting in an order for my house keeper to grab some groceries." I message Naomi, a 48-year-old who has worked for me for about a year and I message a list of things to pick up for me: snacks, cans of pop, dog toys and treats, some fluffy blankets and clothes for Casey in her size and some pretzels. Good I need pretzels. "Come on Angel, let's get you back to my place and we can talk. Have you got your medications box?" She nods her head and the moment we open the door, all eyes are on us;

Chapter 64 In the other side of the world Polished black shoes resonated in command on the clean white marble floor. His tailor made suit was crisp and perfectly complimented his athletic figure. “So what is today’s news?” He asked his subordinate after occupying one of the super soft leather couches of his spick and span office. “Anthony could finally win Celeste’s heart. He removed the blindfold on her eyes about Tom’s fake love for her.” “That is wonderful news I'm hearing. Should we celebrate this occasion? Bring two glasses of champagne for us.” The boss got up from his seat, walked to the bar and waited for his PA to make the drink for him.

Jeffrey said fiercely, "Look at what she did to me! Am I supposed to just let it go? Today, I must deal with her!" "This..." Anthony sighed inwardly. It seemed this woman was out of his reach. "Go! Get Mr. Castillo to give her a video call!" Anthony instructed his confidant. The confidant agreed and immediately went out. - While waiting, "Mr. Hardy" on the sofa was very upset. Anthony sent him various famous dishes and wines, but he didn't even look at them. "Mr. Hardy, you haven't eaten dinner yet. I don't know your taste, so I specially prepared all kinds of food for you," Anthony smiled and said.

**Days before the Wedding** It all started when my phone vibrated in the pocket of my pants. The casino felt extra lively on that day, and everything seemed to be progressing smoothly. Anthony gave me a call last night asking if I was free to have dinner with him. Unlike his usual self, Anthony sounded worried and a little anxious as he spoke to me on the phone. Although I wasn’t certain, I could sense that there was something that he wanted to talk to me about that couldn’t be said on the phone.

I asked and Casey nodded, we left the apartment and I closed the door behind me and knocked on Mr Tony's. "I'll be back soon ok. Behave and no jumping on Mr Tony's chair ok. Don't eat too much chocolate either" I warned and Casey laughed, before humping on my leg and picked her up with my right hand and gave her a peck on her cheeks. "I don't promise though" She said, wrapping her hand around my neck. "Send my greetings to Anna. Did you take your phone? Because I want to see pictures when you come back. And buy Anna flowers on your way over. Girls like that" Casey advised and I raised an eyebrow.

She nodded back. Anthony was already there, sitting in the chair closest to the wall. He was leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, his eyes fixed on the television screen. He didn't look up when she walked in. She sat down in the chair beside him. For a moment neither of them said anything. On the screen, a female sports anchor was speaking over footage of the skating committee building downtown. A small red ticker at the bottom of the screen read: *VALE/MEADOWS DECISION EXPECTED THIS AFTERNOON.*

Casey POV “Woah, woah, woah!” Anthony clapped his hands, his tone making it sound like he'd just caught me red-handed. He shot me a sharp look, then turned to Noah. “So, that’s the dude you dumped me for, Casey? Can’t believe your taste is so trashy!” “Anthony, how are you even at my house? I told you we’re over, and I don’t wanna see you again. What are you doing here?”

He was mad at me for fighting against him, but he had not seen anything yet. My father’s eyes were filled with disappointment, while Diane could only give me a mocking smile like she knew the outcome of this entire case. The case went on for a very long time as Xander kept on mocking me, while Randy was on the defensive. It started to look like all hope was lost as the case kept running through, and just before the judge could say anything, the door opened with Anthony coming in. He looked totally different in his suit. He looked like his billionaire self. Everyone turned as gasps started to fly with the court getting noisy.

He tried to act cool, but he knew his face was probably turning red. "What's up, Casey?" Keith asked, grinning at her. Casey sat down next to Alvans, and he tried not to stare at her too much. He didn't want to give away his feelings. "I was just wondering if you guys wanted to go hunting tonight," she said, looking around at them. "I'm down," Atlas said, nodding his head. Keith looked at Alvans. "What about you, man?" Alvans hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Sure, that sounds like fun. It's been a while we did that."