Chapter 8

As soon as Evelyn caught wind of Suzanne’s words, her face hardened. “Cassandra, how many times do I need to remind you? You are not in the boonies anymore. You’re a lady of society, the second Jackson daughter and Orlando Quinn’s wile.

Cassandra’s eyes flickered down, her face unreadable. “I get it, Mom,” she replied quietly

Hearing this, Evelyn’s harsh demeanor softened just a smidge. “Come, take a seat,” she offered.

With a posture embodying elegance and grace, Cassandra navigated her way and took a seat. It didn’t matter what she wore. Her striking beauty always shone through–the only quality Evelyn admired in her.

Casting her a faint warm glance, Evelyn asked, “What brings you home so early?”

Cassandra met her gaze, her voice steady. “Mom, I’m leaving Orlando.”

Evelyn and Suzanne were both flabbergasted by this news.

After collecting herself, Evelyn asked in disbelief, “What did you just say? You’re divorcing Orlando?”

“Yes, the paperwork will be finalized by Monday,” Cassandra confirmed.

“Cassandra, do you have any clue what you’re talking about? This marriage was given to you by your grandpa, a promise he made by risking his life! You can’t ditch it on a whim.” Evelyn contended.

The marriage between Cassandra and Orlando wasn’t just some simple union between two high–profile families. Their grandfathers were once tight–knit friends. Once, Damian Jackson risked his life to save Peter Quinn in a catastrophe, costing him a leg in the process.

Peter initially pitched the marital agreement, but it wasn’t until Cassandra and Orlando’s generation that the right pair came along. Initially, Orlando was set to wed Suzanne, the golden child of the Jackson family.

At death’s de owever, Damian insisted on calling Cassandra back from her rural life to join the Quinn family through mati….ony, even manipulating Cassandra’s dad, Austin Jackson, with his dying wish unfulfilled threat.

Even though Cassandra was Evelyn’s biological child, Evelyn had always yearned for a son. Sad to say, following Cassandra’s birth, Evelyn’s ability to bear more children was lost. Blaming Cassandra for her fate, Evelyn had

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to the countryside when she was just ten, drawing her back

locking eyes with her. “Tell me this is just some exaggeration, some heat–of–the

Evelyn’s gaze. “Orlando’s gonna marry Rebecca. I’ve inked the paperwork already. This ain’t

Smack!

sharp slap echoed as Evelyn struck

her ears ringing. For a

felt no twang of guilt and stood in her anger. She pointed at the door, her tone brusque. “Get outta here! No room for you in this

left without uttering a word.

Cassandra was more than just

Cassandra paused by her car, wrestling with her emotions. Her main concern was the unborn child within her, relieved that the slap was on her face, rather than elsewhere. The physical

blipped on her radar as she bore

first time, didn’t shock Cassandra. She was

to Evelyn.

could seal her divorce, she was more than willing to bear

ust as she

car, her gloomy exterior unshaken,

you seriously pushing ahead with the divorce?”

verbally, only offering a brief, nonchalant glance.

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