Cassie Ventura Wiki Novels & Stories

But I felt he was the one playing games, not me. I picked up my phone again and scrolled through my contacts. Cassie had a virtual Rolodex of New York's elite, including several gossip columnists and paparazzi she'd apparently had on speed dial when she wanted publicity. The last six weeks had been a real eye-opener to Cassie's life. Every contact I had found in her phone, I had looked up online. I selected one name: Tom Devereux. According to my research, he was a photographer, the exact kind of tabloid vulture who'd jump at the chance to catch Cassandra Huntington with Richard Jones. Then sell the photos to the highest bidder.

"I can't believe I am doing this!" I, Cassidy Black, ran my fingers through my strawberry-blonde hair. I was on speakerphone with my friend, Becky. “Don’t overthink it, Cass. It’s not as bad as you think, given your circumstances,” said my friend.

She smiled at me sweetly. “Nothing much, she’s just giving a run down on how the fundraising would work.” I stated. “Oh okay. I’m Dr. Roxanne Henson by the way. You can call me Roxy.” “I’m Cassie. Cassandra Nicole Rockwell, I’m an editor of a lifestyle magazine.” “Is this your first time joining this kind of event?” She asked. “Yes. I honestly don’t know what got in to me. And you?” “Well, this is my third time this year. It’s really fulfilling; the kids really need all the help they can get. I’ve also join other charity events that support them. I have several cancer patients that are benefiting from this.” She whispered back at me.

"I'm having him pull all security footage from those dates." "I've been looking into Cassie's background more thoroughly.”Amanda continued “ Her Gig history check out is real but there are gaps. Periods where I can't verify her whereabouts or activities. And some of her financial transactions don't make sense for someone in her field." Victoria felt sick. Not someone who'd become so important to Uche, Cassie is the only one who helped him heal after their father's death. "We can't tell Uche," she said. "Not until we're sure."

I opened the message on my cell phone. My eyes bulged out of their sockets when I read the text. My blood boils in furry and the only word left in my mouth is… " Valentina Salvador fuck you!" Valentina sent me a video attachment and in that video Cassy was partying and drinking at Valentina's mansion along with the wolves of the Winter Moon pack. Alongside a message. " Cassy is the life of the party." Valentina ~

"Another absolute masterpiece of a night! The Venmo tips are through the roof—it's almost half next month's rent, and we can definitely catch up on the utility payments too!" Cass was a spare, intent American woman about my age with short-cropped hair and a killer eye for fashion. Tonight, she wore a well-cut suit of midnight blue, her sharp eyeliner making her intuitive eyes shine even more intensely. Cass and I had landed together accidentally, sharing a cheap London apartment (read: a firetrap that probably shouldn't have been legally rented out but which was the only way we could afford this city). Cass loved music, and when she got laid off from her retail job after the company went und