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.

quickly. “We have

didn’t wait for him to

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,

rolled her eyes

to be polite,” Cassandra kept going. “I even offered money. A promotion. And Cindy just shut me down. She treated me like I was nobody. Like I’m just

her lips together, waiting for his reply. Then added,

a deep voice responded. “I’m still in the middle of a meeting. Just wear what you

immediately, Cassandra’s face turned hot. She looked at Gena,

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door. The two quickly looked at the woman who walked

one of Cassandra’s PAs, named Cleo. “I found

handed Cassandra the

and apparently, she has some ties to the Rossi Group. But I checked the names of the executives of the Rossi Group, and she’s not one of them. Also, she’s

go to school together in a private boarding school in New York. She was a friend of Cassandra and one of the

when she reached a highlighted line. “Isabella Rossi,” she read aloud. “Affiliated with Weiss

Isabella being Calen’s ex–girlfriend popped up. Another article speculated about workplace dynamics, hinting at an office relationship gone

of

on Rossi Group’s executive board. No formal title. If she’s really an heiress, why is she working in someone else’s

shrugged. “Some of them like to ‘build

lot of people like this in the industry. People who had the same last names as those well–known individuals and would immediately claim some sort of

tried to seduce Calen Weiss. Got

“Should I call Miss Pamella and let her

up. “You haven’t

to confirm the information. She said Miss Rossi isn’t affiliated with Mr. Weiss anymore and is about to leave Weiss Inc. Miss Pamella said you could do whatever you want.”

tablet on the table. She’d heard about Pamella’s engagement just a few days ago, and now Pamella

I needed to know.”