"Cassandra, Chelsea, what are you two doing here so late?" Luke asked, eyeing them suspiciously.

"I came to check on my future sister-in-law and offer some advice to keep her from crying tomorrow," Cassandra explained.

Luke remained skeptical. He knew Cassandra too well. She was always up to something. Helping him was out of the question-he'd be grateful if she just didn't cause trouble.

He then glanced at Chelsea Sanders, who stood beside Cassandra.

Chelsea originally belonged to a branch of the Sanders family, but after catching Luke's eye, she had been brought in as a mistress.

"I just came along with Ms. Lennon," Chelsea said, her voice wavering.

Luke nodded without further question. "Alright, you guys can go talk to her, but don't stay too long. We have a busy day tomorrow. I'll go check on Bruce. We'll head back together later.

Cassandra nodded and led Chelsea toward Lana's room.

"Cassandra!" Luke's voice stopped her in her tracks.

a beat. Had

asked, turning

funny? Are you hurt?"

up Cassandra's cheeks. Of

bearable, but walking felt like her body was tearing apart. She cursed Ethan inwardly, wishing she could cut his dick and feed him to the dogs for what he had done to

things he had not done. He'd probably cry

bumped into something earlier, nothing serious,"

like Cassandra, a mere bump shouldn't have any effect. It was akin to getting bitten by a mosquito. How could it impact her

experience, Luke quickly grasped the situation. Choosing to let it slide, he turned and

entered Lana's room. She looked worn out and

a few perfunctory questions

help Lana escape, but with Luke insisting they leave together, she

bath and went straight to bed as she was too exhausted.

his room while frequently

hour without a word from her, he realized counting on Cassandra was hopeless. He

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