Cassy Mccane Novels & Stories

She was not Javen's mistress, so she didn't have to be angry. 'Do you think I'm incapable?' Javen couldn't help but laugh. 'Of course, you're not bad.' Top hacker, racer, singer, Blue Group's president, designer, electronic sports advanced player... These identities were unparalleled in anyone. The key point was that Cassie had a face that could be more attractive than most stars. What was there to argue about? Just by standing there, she was like a brilliant existence. 'Then ignore them. Justice is in the hearts of people. If they don't understand justice, then...'

Why those media are here? "Miss Hannah?" "Come in" it was my secretary. Gaya ko sobra din ang pag-aalala sa mukha niya. "Ma'am you should see this" she handed me the tablet. 'Mr. Cassius Donovan Wife is now revealed. She is Hannah Amira Avins, a 28 years old woman and a C.E.O of Avins Corporation. It said that Mr. Cassius hide her wife identity for a years and now a simple photo of her smiling to the altar was the confirmation, standing beside her was the billionaire himself Mr. Cassius–"

she whispered and he smiled, a smug and satisfied look. “You would really get them back for me?” Adrian asked her and she shrugged. “I love you, it is the least I can do. I will make sure they pay,” she muttered and he nodded, he didn’t doubt her for a second. She was almost as sinister as he, if he got the story right, rumors had circulated that she had climbed a friend to obtain the little stardom and position in society she had. Cassandra Monroe, soon to be Hales, was the queen of sabotage here and he didn’t doubt her if she said she would get them back.

I asked changing the topically and she grinned as she showed me a business card "Met some loaded Daddy...girl got a date, "Cassy said with a mischievous grin and did a little dance. I wanted to laugh but I stopped myself. I gave her a breakup with Nate and didn't leave her well. "And where are you going...you should be clinging to your baby Daddy...there side by side, "Cassy asked, pointing to Victor who was now with Justin and Castro. The blonde Martha was not with him "He's not my... Daddy...sounds wrong" I murmured to her. What if the guests heard her say Victor's name in such a way

With that kind of force, blood started seeping through the bandages. I let out a low groan, gritted my teeth against the pain, and looked up at this woman who'd appeared out of nowhere. Totally baffled, I asked, "Who are you?" She seemed shocked. She let out a scoff of disbelief. "Keep pretending. Keep it up. I just went overseas to celebrate Dylan's birthday. Is that really worth you acting like you're dying, Connor?" Judging by her reaction and the way Mark had shrunk back into the corner like a bystander, it finally clicked. So this was Alyssa—the one Mark had been talking about.

Maureen held her chin up. Cassandra tried to caress Maureen's face, but Maureen pushed Cassandra and she fell on the floor with a thud. Graham knelt to help Cassandra stand to her feet. "Are you okay?" "Don't worry, I am fine," Cassandra said. "You are really what the netizens say. A slut! Isn't it Marty Jacobs you are involved with? And now you are with a different man. " Maureen sneered. She treated Cassandra with revulsion as if Cassandra was some piece of trash.

Oliver looked a lot like our mom too but I take after my dad. I let the tears fall off my face and I wanted to reach out to her but I couldn't I couldn't touch her I couldn't let her touch me so I reverted back to the window. "I know you're in there. I know you are there; you have to fight for me, Cassi. Please fight for me and come back; I need you. We need you" Her words hurt. I'm not in here anymore I don't know where the Casey they knew is anymore. Probably still in Africa. Maybe she died when her brother and bestfriend did.

The lifelong dream she has was finally happening. “Then, let’s go inside,” McCane mumbled. “How about my things and car, Sir?” Cassandra politely asked. “Ah! I forgot. There’s someone who will get your things and your car. I will be needing your key,” McCane said. Hesitantly, Cassandra put her car keys on the palm of his hand. Logan McCane smiled at her, seeing the wary look on her face.

Even Kael blinked, momentarily surprised. Cassy’s hand trembled in the air before she slowly dropped it back to her side. Her breath came fast, her voice barely steady as she whispered, “What did you do to her?” Mike blinked, utterly bewildered. “What—Cassy, what are you talking about?” “Don’t you dare act like you don’t know!” Her voice rose sharply. “You think you can just stand there and play innocent? She’s in there—” Cassy pointed toward the ICU door, her voice breaking, “—because of you!”

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.