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.

she said quickly. “We have a problem.”

didn’t wait for him to

at the venue and that woman Cindy gave the black dress to someone else. Some woman named Isabella. I don’t know

her eyes behind her.

A promotion. And Cindy just shut me down. She treated me like I was nobody. Like I’m just an

them to treat me like this?” She paused and pressed her lips together, waiting for his reply.

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

call. Almost immediately, Cassandra’s face turned hot.

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of Cassandra’s PAs, named Cleo. “I found out something about that woman

quickly 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 currently working for another company–Weiss Inc. And get this… Miss Pamella Johnson’s fiance is her

together in a private boarding school in New York. She was a friend of Cassandra and one of the people who helped her score a

“Isabella Rossi,” she read aloud. “Affiliated

about Isabella being Calen’s ex–girlfriend popped up. Another

eyes narrowed. She tapped the side of the tablet and glanced at

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

“Some of them like

had met a lot of people like this in the industry. People who had the same last names

muttered. “She tried to

I call Miss Pamella and let her know what happened?”

“You

look on her face. “I called her to confirm the information. She said Miss Rossi isn’t affiliated with

few days ago, and now Pamella

I needed to

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