Cassie Booktok Net Worth Novels & Stories

I read, half choking on my saliva at the last part. “Don't you dare!” I texted back, pressing send before I continued. “There should be a hundred or so pounds under my mattress from my tutoring gig. You owe me though!” There was silence for a few minutes and I began to stress that Cassie had resorted to flashing complete strangers for a lift. Thankfully, my phone vibrated again. “No worries, ran into a guy who was heading to Cambridge. Fucking cute!!!” Cassie texted. “Totally stealing your cash to take him for pizza though. I'll pay you back with a manicure.” A few seconds past before she continued, “you need one.”

"Why? So you can lie to me further, mom? And even worse, let this worm take everything that is mine?" "I did not...I was not...Cassie, please." This seems to spark Vega's interest. "What is she talking about, Giselle?" "I am sorry, Antoni, I know I did not tell you everything. Cassie is the heir to everything." "Heir to everything what?" I can't believe that the man is acting stupid." What you are trying to steal, you idiot." "I am not trying to steal anything, Caine." "Oh, so you enjoy playing house? The last I heard, your ex-wife conveniently disappeared."

Just before the debt collectors came knocking, Rob and Lisa had grabbed the cash from a new loan and fled on a road trip. When Cassie called Rob in tears, he and Lisa were cutting into filet mignon and drinking expensive wine. “Cassie, we’ve struggled our whole lives. Now that we finally have a chance to enjoy ourselves, why shouldn’t we? Consider it your way of giving back to the family.” “Don’t blame us. We all know your biological mother is a billionaire. This amount of money is nothing to her. Honestly, since she’s cut you off, we’re simply helping create the right conditions. What mother could watch her daughter suffer and not come running?”

This was just sarcasm. "Aaaarrrgghhh!!!" I grumbled while cupping my face with both hands. The meeting room was now empty. I was alone here, pondering over my decision to let Cassie have my credit card this morning. The notification had stopped coming, but Cassie had spent almost ten million dollars on my card today. When I came home that day, Cassie was waiting for me at the front door. There was a wide victory smile on her face. Her hand flashed me the black credit card that she used this morning. I slowly approached her and snatched the card from her hand.

He finally found a post by Chanel where she was tagged and he clicked on the page. She had chosen ‘Queen B’ as her I*******m handle. His eyes widened as the page loaded and images of Cassie filled his screen. There were pictures of her in all kinds of designer wears, shoes, bags and even collaborative shoots with makeup brands. Her profile simply read; “Cassie B. Fashion and Lifestyle Curator” Then a link to contact her management for any bookings or business discussions was attached. Fifteen million followers. She was an internet sensation. He scrolled through the page, almost afraid to click on a video until he finally clicked on one.

She loved him in silence. Then the world made him her brother. Cassie Bennett has spent years quietly loving Zoren Marlowe, the future Alpha of Arlowe Pack and heir to Lunara Corps. When her parents die, the Marlowes adopt her, turning the boy she loves into her brother overnight. With this change, Cassie is forced to stifle those feelings. Desperate to secure pack alliances and protect what remains of her place, Cassie enters a contract marriage with Austin Riven, only to discover he and Katherine have been secretly involved the entire time. Austin treats her like a convenient nobody while draining her rare healing blood to keep Katherine alive. Broken, used, and pushed past her l

I know what is right from what is wrong and I don't take shits. Getting to know that the man Cassie had sex with is a young handsome guy and a billionaire, I feel relieved and I want to use this to our advantage. I want to use this opportunity to change my life and that of my daughter. I don't take free things but in this situation, I know whatever I take from this so- called man isn't free since my daughter is going to give him his first child. His heir. I called Pamela back that night to ask for the company's address and other pieces of information I would be needing. After she had given me the information, she asked

almost everyone concurs, nodding their heads. "Also, the Voss Enterprises has requested that Cassie become their dedicated liaison." I blink twice to ensure this wasn't a dream or joke. "Their what." Katherine produces a folder and hands it over to me. "They don't want a different planner every time, so they specifically requested for you since you did an amazing job with their gala." The room erupts with congratulations, a few people giving me a handshake and all but I barely heard any of it. One sentence echoed in my mind, "They specifically requested for you."

At first, she strongly objected to this because she wanted me to be one of her honored guest, but I insisted on serving as I wanted to make myself useful. My name is Cassandra and I am French. I come from a modest family, and I am 16 years old. I've been seeing a psychologist for 3 years because my parents think I'm abnormal. It's because I hate what most people like, and I like what other people hate. Most of the time I like to be alone, and it disturbs my family. This is how they entrusted me to the psychologist Morgane since I was 13 years old. Unfortunately, the three years of counseling I did with the psychologist Morgane did not improve anything in me. Despite this, my parents still th

From the words I could pick up I assumed she should be Hyacinth. "Frank?" I called out when I realized that it'll take a while before they noticed me and stood close to the cushion he was occupying at the moment feeling a bit awkward. "Hey babe," he drew me into his lap and pecked my forehead before introducing us "Hyacinth meet my girlfriend Cassandra, babe my publicity manager Hyacinth." she stretched her dainty hands at me and gave me a radiant smile which I returned and shook her hands. "It's a pleasure to officially meet you" she greeted cheerfully, her smile too wide for the morning.