Novel & Cerita Who Shot Cassandra In The Society

“Cassandra… you don’t have to do this. There’s still a way to stop this without anyone dying. Please.” Judy tried to speak again. “Please…” Her voice broke. “Please… I’m begging you…” Cassandra’s face changed. For a fraction of a second, something human flickered in her eyes. But then she shook her head violently. “No! He stole my life! He ruined me!” She pressed the gun tighter against Judy’s temple. --- The police were moving closer. Chief Daniels gave the order: “Now! Immobilize the car!” Tire spikes were thrown across the road. Cassandra swerved to avoid them, but one tire hit a spike. The SUV screeched and stopped, stuck on the spikes.

Adrian asked, struck with a confused and worried expression. “Cassandra and the pvc specialist at the right, you are under arrest for attempted murder and inflicting of self harm..” One of the officers walked straight to Cassandra and handcuffed her.. Cass had a hand in this but why?! What did I ever do to Cassandra for her to want me dead. “Cass, what's going on?” Adrian questioned in shock.. The PVC guy who aimed that heavy pipe climbed down from the ladder and got handcuffed. I shook George's lifeless body. “George, please…!” I cried out, desperation in my voice. I can't bear it if he dies like this! Cassandra and the Pvc guy were taken by the officers.

He just said okay and hung up the call. He sat somewhere and thought about all he just heard Cassandra confessing in the life video. Back to Nuella and Cassandra Oliver got to where Nuella and Casandra were and was just in time to see Casandra collecting the gun from the pants of one of the bodyguards and aiming it at Nuella. “Nuella down!!!” He screamed with all his lungs and he rushed towards Nuella to block Cassandra’s shot. Nuella looked towards Oliver and then back to Casandra. Before the bullet could hit her, she was covered by someone and the bullet hit the person instead.

“Mr. Smith is looking for women from his past? Turns out his fiancée, well, his ex-fiancée, is a psycho. Can you believe it? She beat him up when she found out about the women in his past. And Mr. Smith foolishly let her! And he’s a Mafia Lord, for goodness’ sake. Love, huh… I thought they were married after we left Manila, but apparently not.” Cassandra’s face went blank as she stared at the newspaper. No reaction, but I could tell the memories and hidden wounds were resurfacing. “Aestheria was mentally unstable when we left, and now they say she’s dead. She hanged herself.” I shook my head silently, thinking of everything that had happened. “I thought she was kind… but she was a psycho.” I

Both wore black suits and dark glasses. Sophia’s heart started to pound. “Who are they?” The driver opened his door slightly. “Stay inside, ma’am.” He stepped out, his hands raised a little. “Hey, what’s going on here?” The men didn’t answer. One of them pulled a gun. The shot echoed loud and sharp. Sophia screamed as the driver fell to the ground beside the car door. Blood spread across the street. “God!” she cried, covering her mouth with both hands.

“Why don't we head in. I was doing some work before I came out to find you.” Typical Don. The party pooper. Working during a gala. Swooping into my moment just to ruin it. I knew I should not argue with him right in front of his brother so I bent my head and followed him like a dog with its tail between its legs. When we got inside, he was taking me up the stairs. “Don…” “Cassandra?” “Everyone calls me Cassie,” I said too quickly. He studied me without blinking. “I will call you Cassandra. I am not everyone. I am your husband.”

Like if she could just take away the pain from me and then have it, she will definitely do that. “They were the biggest serial killers in the country right now, Princess Cassandra,” Ralph answered and that initially gave me chills down my spine, “they were also the big time syndicate duos in the country right now. They kill their victims and after that, they get their organs before they chop them up until they are unrecognizable. That is how brutal they were and it is just a good thing that you were able to fight against that woman.”

Killian’s grip tightened on me protectively, his body shifting slightly in front of mine as the woman approached. “Looks like I found you, my son,” the stranger said, her voice deep and gravelly. Her eyes found mine making me step back. She smiled at me softly. “Long time no see, Cassandra.” Killian’s jaw clenched, his muscles taut with tension. He was wrapping his hands on my waist protectively. “What do you want?” His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it, a warning. The woman smirked, her gaze flicking between Killian and me. “You know exactly what I want.”

“I promise, Cassandra, we’ll get to the bottom of this and make sure that the people of the Pack are taken care of.” She nodded quietly. We remained locked in each other’s arms. I snuggled her close and buried my face in her sweet-smelling hair. When Cassandra spoke again, she said something that made me freeze in surprise. “If the disease came from the water, someone must have poisoned it,” she whispered. Though she didn’t name names in her declaration, I knew at once that we likely had the same suspect in mind. Emmett Keller. Cassandra’s former husband. I could feel her heart pounding in her chest and squeezed her tighter. I knew this was all almost too much to bear. She had been Emmett’s