Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

451 Sorting Out Cass

(Jayden)

I take a moment to gather myself, wiping away the lingering traces of tears. The kids are gone. Winona is gone.

"I'm going to miss them."

Cass glances up, her expression softening for a split second before she smirks. "Don't go all sentimental on me now, Jayden." She punches me lightly on the arm, but I grab her wrist before she can pull away.

"Enough," I snap, my tone sharp. Her eyes widen, but I don't let go. "We're going to talk. Now."

"Talk about what?" she mutters, trying to sound defiant, but I can see the cracks in her armor.

"Everything," I say flatly. "Not here. Come on."

I stand and motion for her to follow me. Reluctantly, she gets up, slinging her bag over her shoulder. I lead her out of the lounge and through the quiet airport corridors to the private exit where Viktor waits by the car. He's leaning against the side, his sharp eyes scanning the area like a hawk.

"Cass, meet Viktor," I say, opening the car door.

Her eyes narrow as she looks him up and down. "So, you're the infamous Viktor. Winona mentioned you."

Viktor smirks faintly, but his gaze stays locked on her. "And you're Cass. The one who stirs up trouble wherever she goes."

She bristles instantly. "Excuse me?"

interrupt, stepping between them. "Both

slides into the car, grumbling under her breath, and I follow. Viktor gets in last, his presence looming as he

we're moving, I turn to Cass. "Start talking. And don't leave anything out

me, her defiance flaring back to life. "What exactly does Gus

been using again, but Gus said

this. But then she exhales sharply, leaning back against the seat. "Fine. You want the

owed Mia money. I didn't have it, so I started selling for her to pay it off. Pills, mostly. It wasn't

pills than I had on me," Cass continues, her voice steady but strained. "He got pissed,

shrugs. "I needed

I shake my head.

"He pulled a gun on me, Jayden. Right there in the alley.

just beneath the surface. "Go

pauses, her breath hitching. "The gun fired; the guy

a low whistle. "You're lucky you made it

"I don't need your commentary, Viktor. Mind your own

is Jayden's

"I had to lay low and by the time I got back to my apartment to grab my

but contained. "I grabbed what I could and got the hell out. Sold the last of

"And you didn't think to call

gaze. "I had no phone. I didn't want to drag anyone else into it.

now you're here, dragging

she says firmly, meeting my eyes. "I told you, I'm done with all of

say coldly. "Winona doesn't need this stress.