Chapter 158
"After the ceremony, Joseph unexpectedly stood in front of the grandmother's tombstone. His lips moved subtly, as if whispering something.
Cassie, a bit surprised by his action, given his usually aloof nature, couldn't help but be curious, ""What did you say to my grandma?""
He glanced at her, ""I told her, as long as you stay by my side, obediently, I'll protect you, so she can rest easy.""
Cassie couldn't help but smirk at the remark, ""Sure, a little trust in me would be sufficient protection.""
As they walked down the hill, they passed another tombstone with a photograph that made Joseph pause, ""This woman...""
""Oh, she was my aunt,"" Cassie remembered, pausing to pay respect.
""You resemble her quite a bit,"" he observed.
""Yeah, my grandma always said I looked like my aunt,"" Cassie shrugged nonchalantly.
Joseph seemed contemplative, ""You know, you don't really resemble your mother, and the Roberts don't seem all that fond of you. I'm starting to wonder if maybe you're actually your aunt's daughter.""
Cassie paused, shaking her head almost immediately, ""That's impossible. My aunt never married. She passed away young. How could she have a daughter? Besides, there are plenty of cruel parents out there these days.""
Joseph Hernandez remained silent.
After they had left, Cassie looked up, her voice tinged with apprehension. ""I want to go to work today, is that okay?""
Joseph Hernandez frowned. ""You don't have to tiptoe around me. Just keep your distance from guys like Arthur Lewis and David, and make sure you answer my calls, no matter what.""
""Okay,"" Cassie replied, nodding earnestly. Her only way out was to earn enough money to leave him without owing an explanation.
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Back at the company, Cassie reached out to Mr. Willow at the Peace Group.
After scheduling a meeting with Mr. Willow, she visited the Peace Group's sales center that afternoon.
The first-floor sales center bustled with visitors. As Cassie studied the floor plans, she remained unaware of someone watching her from the second floor.
That someone was Olivia Brooks, the freshly appointed general manager of Peace Group's new property.
""Who is she, and what's she doing here?"" Olivia Brooks turned to Rex, her sycophantic deputy manager.
""Oh, her? She's a designer from Mason Stone Decor, here to see Mr. Willow in planning. Probably about the fit-out for the new development.""
Olivia Brooks brooded over the fact that she should have been the rightful heir to Height Company, which had recently been sold off. She was filled with resentment. ""Is Madison out of other options that they have to go with Mason Stone?""
""Mason Stone is on the rise, but nothing’s set in stone. They're just in talks.""
Olivia’s eyes gleamed with malice, her lips curving into a smile. Now that she was the general manager, she could play Cassie like a pawn in her game.
She beckoned to Rex, ""Didn't you say you wanted to handle the windows and doors subcontracting? I'm on board, as long as you take care of this person for me.""
Rex's eyes lit up with anticipation. ""And how do you want her handled?""
""That's up to you,"" Olivia said coldly. ""Accidents happen all the time on the construction site, and you'd just have to pay a small settlement. As long as you cover your tracks and don't get linked to it.""
Rex inwardly remarked on Olivia's ruthless nature. She was venomous, indeed.
Sure, as an English native speaker and an expert in translating Chinese to English, who is also a bestselling novelist in the United States and a researcher in American TV series and film screenwriting, I would be happy to translate this novel excerpt for you. Here's the translated text, tailored for an American audience:"
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