Seeing the determination in her eyes, Lionel was convinced that Cassandra had indeed changed. She was a different woman than before.
She was now calmer, more sensible and tactful.
"You have changed so much, Cassandra,"
Lionel muttered, looking at her in blank amazement.
"People change. That's natural. I wish you'd catch up and mature as well,"
Cassandra said, putting much weight on her words. Lionel's unwillingness to give her up tired her out.
"Cassandra, I love you, I really do. Ivy plotted against you and put you in a bad light. I thought you pushed her downstairs. Had I known the truth, I would not have made the impulsive decision to divorce you,"
Lionel explained. Cassandra, though, did not care for the past anymore. Going back to it did not interest her.
"It's all over, Lionel. It's time to forget the past and look forward. Now, you have a heavy burden upon you. You should consider my suggestion,"
Cassandra said with finality and then turned to leave. The coffee on the table was still steaming hot when they arrived. And by the time Cassandra left, it was warm and untouched.
Lionel thought about Cassandra's words carefully as he watched the coffee turn cold, little by little.
What he did not realize was that someone was watching him. He followed him in the dark and secretly took pictures of him and Cassandra using his mobile phone.
It was a sick habit of the people in this city. They liked to spread gossip about each other. Deception and fraud were part of their culture and no one really knew when the light would come.
Ivy squinted at the video and pictures Joel sent her as a sinister smile curled at the corners of her mouth.
"So Lionel is still unwilling to give up Cassandra?"
Ivy smiled disdainfully. She could not believe that he actually indulged himself with the fantasy that Cassandra would come back and marry him again.
"I think so. My friend followed him all the way but Cassandra refused him,"
Leo said as he looked at Cassandra's image lustfully. Greed filled his eyes as he looked at her with desire.
Cassandra's stunning face made Joel swallow.
"Can you get more of the drugs you used before?"
Ivy asked suddenly, confusing him.
"What drugs?"
Joel didn't know what Ivy was talking about. He was puzzled.
"Don't pretend! Didn't you drug Cassandra before?"
Ivy glared at her brother. Lines of displeasure marred her attractive face.
"Oh yes! My friend has it.
He knows the source," Joel replied.
"Get some for me. I need it. It will be of great help,"
Ivy said, wearing an expression that marked impending chaos. Her eyes were cold and looming.
'Oh, Cassandra, ' she gnashed the teeth in anger, 'You appear everywhere I go. I'll make sure you'll prove useful to me once again.'
"Ivy, well…I also need your help,"
Joel said biting his lip. He looked at Ivy and hesitated. He was not sure if he wanted to say it or not.
"If you have something to say, say it. No one else will hear you here,"
Ivy said, starting to feel a bit ratty. She anticipated that he was going to ask her for money again.
"Here is the thing. My friend and I met some girls, and I want to invite them to have a party here. Could you lend me the villa for some days?"
Joel asked while carefully observing Ivy's facial expressions.
"What do you want to do?"
Ivy knew her brother like the back of her hand. Surely, he didn't just want to throw a party.
"My friend told others that his family was rich. So...we need the villa to keep the front,"
Joel said as he threw his arm around his sister's shoulder and put on a mischievous, delinquent smile.
"What a fair-weather friend he is. Can you do something grown-up right now?"
Ivy frowned in dissatisfaction, but Joel was acting like it was no big deal.
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