Chapter 312
Chapter 312
Third Person’s POV
Humphrey nodded and quickly led Samantha into the office.
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The door had barely clicked shut before Samantha rushed forward, her voice urgent. “Cassian, I need to borrow some money. Can you help me out p>
Cassian leaned back in his chair, his dark gold eyes tracking her with a cold, judgmental stare. “You’re short on money p>
Samantha walked around the desk, her eyes welling up with tears. “That last scandal ruined me. The contract Alaina made me sign was a total trap–now she’s suing me for thirty million in damages. S sending people to harass my family, and they have nowhere else to go. They’re all leaning on me no
She lowered her voice, her tone turning into a desperate plea. “I can barely keep my own head above water, let alone take care of them or pay Alaina back. I have nowhere else to turn, Cassian. Please p>
Cassian stood up and walked toward the bar. His posture was stiff and cold, his expression impossible to read.
“The group just started a major development project in the core territory,” he said flatly. “Liquidity is tight. I can’t move any funds right now. You’ll have to wait p>
“Can’t you just help me out personally? Off the books?” Samantha pressed.
“Ever since Trista terminated the pregnancy, Howard cut off all my personal accounts,” Cassian replied, his voice devoid of emotion.
“I don’t have any money on hand either p>
Cash flow problems? Frozen assets?
Samantha’s tears dried up instantly. She went pale.
She didn’t buy a word of it, but Cassian added another blow before she could speak: “Go home for now. We’ll talk when things loosen up on my end p>
Samantha lingered, her eyes darting around as she tried to play her last card. “Cassian, Algernon’s birthday is coming up, and next week is the long holiday. Could you maybe take some time off to spend with us? Just to clear our heads? ”
Cassian didn’t answer. He just looked toward the door.
Humphrey caught the cue and knocked before stepping in.
Cassian stood up immediately. “I have a meeting. We’ll talk later p>
Samantha bit her lip, leaving the office with a heavy cloud of disappointment hanging over her.
Once she was gone, Humphrey lowered his voice. “Alph Cassian, the new blood test results are in. The kid has zero DNA connection to her ex–husband’s family. He definitely isn’t one of theirs–which probably explains why she was abused for all those years p>
“Keep a tail on her,” Cassian ordered coldly.
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He didn’t give a damn whose kid it was.
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But if his brother Crispin’s death was linked to Samantha, he’d find the proof and tear her world apart
himself.
That evening, Trista walked out of the clinic’s employee exit with Sayer. Cassian was waiting for her.
His eyes lingered on Sayer for a second. He straightened his collar and walked toward her.
“Any plans for the long holiday?” he asked.
Trista gave him a two–word answer that felt like a slap in the face, “Working overtime p>
Cassian stared at her, his expression unreadable. He took a small step closer, his voice dropping rumble. “Your wolf is still damaged and your body hasn’t fully recovered. Don’t push yourself so free next week. Wherever you want to go, I’ll take you p>
“The line of people who want to take me somewhere is a mile long, Alpha Cassian. You’re at the very back.” Trista didn’t even look at him as she led the child away.
Cassian stood there, frozen.
The holiday arrived.
Cassian returned to the Ironthorn estate alone.
Alaina was so furious she wouldn’t even come out of her room, and Howard was in even worse shape, with healers watching him around the clock.
As Cassian walked out of Howard’s room, his father, Wilmot, met him with a face full of rage. “You disgrace! You’ve put your grandfather in this state all over some woman, and you actually have the nerve to show your face here p>
Cassian looked down, ignoring the lecture, and kept walking.
But as he passed the living room, he heard Wynn mention that Trista had gone to Europe. He stopped dead in his tracks.
“Who told you Trista went to Europe p>
Wynn looked at him like he was crazy, waving her phone. “She did. We just got off the phone p>
Cassian’s brow furrowed, his pheromones turning aggressive and sharp.
She lied to me about working just to go to Europe with Isaiah?
The gold in his eyes flared. A suffocating scent of cold pine filled the room, making Wynn pull her head back instinctively.
“Track her flight,” Cassian said, his voice so low it sounded like it
Humphrey bowed and got to work.
being squeezed through his teeth.
Meanwhile, Trista and Isaiah had been tearing it up in Europe for two days.
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On the third afternoon, they hit up a private racing club
With the crowd cheering her on, Trista showed off some perfect drifting.
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The moment she snapped her helmet shut, the adrenaline hit her like a drug. She could hear nothing but the thunder of her own heart.
She loved the control, the speed, and the weightless feeling of being thrown into a turn–it felt like she was leaving all her baggage and drama behind on the track.
As the sun turned the track to gold, Trista stood with her helmet in one hand, her ponytail blowing in the wind, looking like the queen of the circuit.
That night, she partied until she was buzzed before finally heading back to her hotel.
Walking down the hall, she noticed a suite door was wide open.
She peeked inside, curious. “Cassian p>
She looked again. “Humphrey p>
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