Chapter 267
"Robert managed a bitter smile. Cassie had always been dutiful, but they never truly saw it, blinded by the fact she wasn't their blood. ""You're right, Cassie. I was wrong.""
""I hope you reflect on your actions while you’re behind bars,"" Cassie said as she stood up and left the police station.
Back at the company, she instructed her assistant to look into Olivia's whereabouts.
It didn't take long for the assistant to return with an update: ""Olivia's been missing for days. She left without taking anything from home, and there’s been no activity on her bank cards. It's as if she's vanished into thin air.""
Cassie was taken aback; it was unexpected that Olivia, who she'd been contending with for so long, had disappeared without a trace. It didn't seem like she ran away, suggesting a grim fate.
In the following period, Cassie juggled her work responsibilities while taking care of David. They were practically living together in a semi-cohabitation arrangement.
She even spent the New Year’s Eve in David's family's villa.
That evening, the Foster residence was ablaze with light.
As Cassie wheeled David out from his room, she encountered Arthur, who had just arrived with Luna and Kathleen for dinner. They all paused in momentary shock.
Kathleen glared, ""Cassie, you have the nerve to show your face at the Foster’s...""
""Zip it,"" Mrs. Foster chided as she approached. ""Once the New Year's over, she'll be getting engaged to David. Let bygones be bygones.”
Cassie’s cheeks reddened as she fought back tears.
Wasn’t this the scene she had dreamed of months ago? Finally, it was here, but joy seemed far from her reach.
""Dad, are you guys kidding me?"" Kathleen was on the verge of losing it. Cassie almost became her daughter-in-law before. It felt like the universe was messing with her.
Mr. Foster shot her a stern look. ""The lady's now the head of Peace Group; she's out of your league.""
Kathleen bit her tongue.
She wasn't foolish. A union between David and Cassie could be beneficial for the Fosters. Besides, given David’s condition, no high-society lady would likely agree to marry him now.
...
In the kitchen, Cassie, donning an apron, was cooking.
David's health was fragile, and she had taken it upon herself to manage his entire diet.
Arthur entered and paused at the sight of her silhouette, feeling a tightness in his chest.
He knew she was a great cook; she used to delight him with a variety of delicious meals.
But those days were gone for him.
""Cassie, do you really want to marry him?"" Arthur stepped closer, gazing at her soft, delicate profile under the light.
She lowered her head, sliding the dish into the oven. ""He needs my care.""
Arthur chuckled bitterly. ""If I had been there, I would have taken that stab for you.""
""If I weren't the CEO of Peace Group, you wouldn’t have,"" Cassie replied, looking up at him with skepticism in her eyes.
Arthur's handsome face faltered.
""Let's drop it,"" she said, indicating the existence of his girlfriend waiting outside, and left the kitchen.
In the deep of the night, at midnight, fireworks lit up the sky."
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