Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)

"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.

beat. Had

she asked, turning back with a

funny? Are

Cassandra's cheeks. Of

still was 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

He'd probably

into something earlier, nothing serious," she lied

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

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

entered Lana's room. She looked worn out and disheveled, with

asked a few perfunctory questions before leading

Cassandra had planned to help Lana escape, but with Luke insisting they leave together, she had no

straight to bed as she was too exhausted. She

room while

he realized counting on Cassandra was hopeless.