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Chapter 128
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Cassian rose slowly, his voice low but cuttingly cold. “If my mother hadn’t brought up that sixty million, how long were you planning to keep me in the dark p>
Samantha’s eyes darted around. She stepped toward him in a panic. “Cassian, I already explained this. Howard forced me! I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to ruin your relationship with him over me
Cassian’s gaze lingered on her face for a long time.
He had just stepped away from the investigation. The brutal details were still etched in his mind, and while logic told him to be clinical, his wolf nature was surging. He loathed being deceived, and he loathed being manipulated.
He spoke, his voice not loud, but like a sharp blade pressed against a table. “Samantha, I don’t like people talking in circles. Give it to me straight–do you want money, or do you want ‘something else p>
Cassian deliberately emphasized the words “something else p>
It wasn’t an accusation yet, but it carried a warning, forcing her to lay her real cards on the table.
Samantha blurted out almost instantly, “I don’t want anything p>
Cassian didn’t back down. “Are you sure p>
Backed into a corner, Samantha straightened her spine, acting as if she were ready to lose everything. “Of course I’m sure p>
She started talking faster, as if afraid that stopping would expose a flaw. “If you think I came back for your money, then rest easy. The money is in your hands; I can’t touch it. From this day forward, I won’t use a single cent of yours p>
“And if you think I came back for you, you can rest even easier. I wasn’t worthy of you six years ago, and I’m even less worthy now. I have that much self–awareness p>
“We’ve been apart for six years. We’ve both found mates. Your Luna is noble and beautiful–a thousand times, ten thousand times better than me p>
“My mate is dead, and I have a child. Now, I just want to live for my son. I’m not chasing impossible dreams anymore p>
The more she spoke, the more she seemed to grind herself into the dirt, making it impossible for Cassian to push further. “I have to earn money for my kid, for his school… I have to take care of my mother, pay the rent, the utilities… I really don’t have the time or the energy to scheme against anyone p>
At that, she finally broke down.
The tears fell fast, washing away the hard edge she had just tried to maintain.
“Cassian, just tell Trista about Algernon’s identity p>
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“Just act like I never saved you back then. Act like everything I’m going through today is my own fault p>
She sobbed, her voice trembling as if she were surrendering her fate to him. “If one day Algernon and I are dumped on the streets of some random city by your grandfather, or thrown into some remote wasteland, or even if we just disappear… don’t worry about us. Our lives are already ruined. Death might actually be a relief for us p>
Cassian’s brow twitched almost imperceptibly.
In that moment, the gloom in his eyes didn’t vanish; it transformed into a deeper sense of suppression. His anger was forced back down, turning into a dull, throbbing ache.
He knew Samantha was playing for his sympathy.
But he also knew those weren’t just empty words.
Every line of the investigation report reminded him: she had been crushed by life; she was standing at the edge of the abyss.
Cassian finally stepped toward her, his tone involuntarily softening, his wolf nature receding into a restrained promise. “I gave you my word, and I will keep it. Just take good care of Algernon. Call me if you need anything p>
He didn’t stay to say more.
He was afraid that if he asked another question, he would either tear her apart or lose control himself.
Cassian then left.
As he walked out the door, his shoulders remained taut.
He told himself: regardless of the horrors Samantha endured or the life she lost over the last six years, she was still the she–wolf who saved him–the honest, kind Samantha he used to know. Maybe he really was overthinking it.
Over the following period, Samantha became noticeably more subdued.
To break into the upper social circles and close the distance between herself and Cassian, she began livestreaming frequently. She even maxed out her credit cards for cosmetic procedures, desperate to use the fastest possible route to change her social standing.
Meanwhile, in France, Trista poured every ounce of her energy into her work, deliberately cutting off any people or events that would disturb her emotional balance,
In the blink of an eye, it was early November.
On a cold early winter day, Cassian returned to the Ironthorn estate for a family dinner.
The dining room lights were soft, but they couldn’t mask the chill brought by Howard’s first sentence.
Howard looked at him, his voice steady, announcing a settled decree. “Cassian, the partnership between Ironthorn and Shadowfang is finalized. I have commissioned a specialist from the Werewolf Council to handle your termination. If there are any details you need to discuss, you can communicate directly with
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Cassian’s face went bone–cold instantly. “Grandpa, I told you–no one decides the fate of my mating bond but me p>
Wynn, sensing the atmosphere turning toxic, quickly tried to smooth things over. “Give me Luna Trista’s address in France. Tomorrow is her birthday; I want to send her something p>
Cassian’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He forcibly swallowed his rage and gave a low, clipped response.
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Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.