Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 657: The calm before the storm was reaching its final days

All his life, Finn never thought that there was anything that bothered him on a certain level. How could he be bothered when he knew what was coming for him and what to avoid? But right this second, a wish rose in his heart.

Let this person... this person who was crawling his way into Cassandra's life be someone else.

Finn stared at the glass of drink in his hand, repeating that sentiment like a morning mantra. After all, he had learned from Zoren that it was better to hope for something than nothing at all. He had learned from Zoren that the law of attraction had always been real.

It might be a little late, but he hoped it would work.

"Hehe." Cassandra giggled, her cheeks blushing as she stood in front of a dashing man in a casual sweater, trousers, and a pair of old moccasins. His hair was let down, its tips brushing against his thin-rimmed eyeglasses, which gave him a kind look.

"Right!" She cleared her throat, snapping out of the moment of admiration as she held his arm. "By the way, I bumped into a friend. Let me introduce you to him."

Cassandra took a few steps back to where Finn was, her arm hooked around her date. "Finn!"

A glint flickered across Finn's eyes as he straightened his back. Slowly, he turned his head and was not surprised that his prayers tonight had gone unheard.

"Finn, this is my date, Jonathan," Cassandra introduced before looking at Jonathan. "Joe, this is Finn, my friend."

Jonathan raised his brows briefly, casting her a curious look. Seeing his

expression, she giggled and leaned closer to him, making him bend down a little.

mischievously. "He's

winked at Finn while Jonathan smiled at her playfulness. Slowly, Jonathan faced Finn, catching the man as he stood up from

that came to mind was that Jonathan's wardrobe had undergone a huge change. This wasn't how he

Jonathan said,

"Russel?"

open between them. Just when Finn thought he wouldn't take it, he clasped Jonathan's

Finn said, leaning closer and turning his head away from Cassandra.

his hand. "The pleasure is mine, Finn Davis," he said,

he leaned away, staring at the man with a cunning smirk. Even if Jonathan dressed differently, he was still the same person Finn remembered.

why

he changed schools. If Jonathan had been watching at that time, then he would know. And if Finn could remember their past life, he also

family

clearing her throat as she noticed the abrupt tension. "Hello?

men maintained friendly smiles as they faced

well," said Finn, finally letting go of Jonathan's hand. "But

frowned a little. "Well,

smile before turning to Jonathan again. "It's a pleasure to meet you and... have

past him. But just as Finn's shoulder brushed against his, he grabbed

looked at him. A cunning smirk hooked up at

clearer than the jazz music in the background. "I heard there

same for you." He lowered his head and raised his