Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 184

“No. I am not leaving this room until I get that dress,” Cassandra said, crossing her arms.

Her manager, Gena, who had been leaning against the wall checking her phone, sighed and stepped forward.

“Cass, come on. It’s not worth the trouble,” Gena said. “You’re making a scene, and it’s not going to help.”

Cassandra didn’t budge.

They were now back in Cassandra’s dressing room. The black dress was gone. Cassandra had been forced to leave the fitting room earlier when Cindy threatened to call security and “let the media cover a tantrum in real time.” Gena didn’t want the press involved, so she dragged Cassandra out before things escalated.

Cassandra paced in front of the mirror, arms still crossed.

“I’m not wearing anything else,” she muttered.

Gena dropped her bag on the couch and sat down. “Cass, you’re exhausting today.”

“I’m serious. That dress was mine.”

Gena leaned forward. “That dress was never yours. And Cindy wasn’t bluffing. Do you think she won’t let this explode online? She’d love the PR. You’re not the only one who knows how to use media.”

Again, Cassandra didn’t respond.

Gena stood up again. “Look. The white one is still here. You know–the silk with the hand–stitched pearl overlay? Deep V- neck, sheer sleeves, low back. It fits you better than the black one ever would. You’ll look taller, and your skin will pop under the lights. Plus, the slit in the black one made your knees look weird last time.”

Cassandra turned sharply. “I told Lawrence I’d wear black. I promised him.”

Gena stared. “Then call him. Let him handle it. Lawrence has pull with Cindy. If this really matters, he’ll step in.”

Cassandra mumbled something but pulled out her phone again. She dialed Lawrence’s number. Just as she expected, it connected after one ring.

said quickly. “We have

for him to respond.

at the venue and that woman Cindy gave the black dress to someone else. Some woman named Isabella. I don’t know who she is, but she was laughing–like actually enjoying this. I’m telling you, they were both looking down

her eyes

And Cindy just shut me down. She treated me like I was nobody. Like I’m just an actress who doesn’t

her lips together, waiting for his reply. Then added, “That woman just insulted me. Are you going to

meeting.

could say more, the latter had already ended the call. Almost immediately, Cassandra’s face turned hot. She looked at Gena, her

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a knock on the door. The two quickly looked at

PAs, named Cleo. “I found out something about that woman in the dressing room.”

handed Cassandra the tablet.

the executives of the Rossi Group, and she’s not one of them. Also, she’s currently working for another company–Weiss Inc. And get this… Miss Pamella

Cassandra frowned. Of course, she knew Pamella. They used to go to school together in a private boarding school in New York. She was a friend of Cassandra and one of the

highlighted line. “Isabella Rossi,” she read aloud. “Affiliated with Weiss Inc…. previously

Calen’s ex–girlfriend popped up. Another

narrowed. She tapped the side of the tablet

even listed on Rossi Group’s executive board. No formal title. If she’s really an

of them like to ‘build

people like this in the industry. People who had the same last names

tried to seduce Calen Weiss. Got

“Should I call Miss Pamella and

looked up. “You haven’t

with a guilty look on her face. “I called her to confirm the information. She said Miss Rossi isn’t affiliated with Mr. Weiss anymore and is about to leave Weiss Inc. Miss

few days ago, and now Pamella tells her that Isabella Rossi is no longer

I needed to know.”