Bound By A Broken Night novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87

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Cassie allowed herself to bask in the shock and disbelief rippling through the small circle around her.

Six years ago, she would have shrunk under those same stares–too small, too broken, too ashamed to even lift her head in the wake of a scandal she never truly understood, let alone controlled.

Tonight, she faced it head–on.

“Look how arrogant you’ve become,” Rima muttered coldly, her lips curling with disdain.

“Are you not ashamed,” she continued sharply, “to reveal your scheme so brazenly in front of CEO Wallace and CEO Jefferson Holt?”

Cassie met her scorn evenly. She didn’t rush to defend herself. Didn’t flinch. Didn’t explain.

Her silence was deliberate–and it unsettled Rima far more than any argument could have.

“This,” Rima pressed on, turning pointedly toward Zandrie, “is the woman you married, CEO Wallace. A woman without shame. Someone who schemed her way into her sister’s boyfriend’s bed.” Her voice tightened with venom.

“You deserve better. You and Mirriam are the true victims of her viciousness.”

Cassie finally smiled.

“And who would be better for my husband, Madame Knowles?” she asked softly, her tone almost curious.

Rima’s only response was a glare–sharp, intimidating, meant to silence her.

Cassie tilted her head, unfazed. “Do you believe my husband should divorce me, then? Since there’s apparently someone more suitable for him?”

Mirriam shot her a warning look, anxiety flickering beneath her composure.

“And that someone,” Cassie continued smoothly, “would be Mirriam?”

She didn’t wait for an answer.

“So,” she continued coolly, “you two schemed to drag my husband into Mirriam’s bed–and conveniently let a video leak for the whole world to see.”

The accusation cut through the room like a blade.

Rima and Mirriam stiffened. Their glares remained sharp, but their eyes betrayed them as they flicked nervously toward Jefferson Holt.

“Whoa,” Jefferson blurted, disbelief flooding his voice as he turned sharply to his son. “You slept with Miss Knowles?”

The room seemed to hold its breath.

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Zandrie didn’t answer at first. He simply met his father’s gaze–steady, unapologetic, unyielding.

“Divorce?” Jefferson pressed, turning toward Cassie when his son remained silent.

“There will be no divorce, Dad.” Zandrie finally spoke before Cassie could. His voice was cold, final–a declaration rather than a reassurance.

The color drained from Rima and Mirriam’s faces.

In that single sentence, their carefully nurtured hopes shattered–collapsing at Cassidy’s feet as her smirk dug mercilessly into their already shattered pride.

“You won’t divorce me?” Cassie turned to Zandrie, lips pursed as she asked coyly, lashes fluttering with practiced innocence.

“Never,” Zandrie replied without hesitation.

Cassie beamed, delight lighting up her face. She angled her body just enough to ensure Rima and Mirriam had a clear view.

“Even if I have a scandal?” she pressed, her lips pouting further as she gazed at him forlornly.

“It’s all in the past,” Zandrie said with a casual shrug, utterly unbothered.

“Even if I’m just a mere housewife,” she continued sweetly, clearly enjoying the performance, “and can’t help you with your business?”

“My wife doesn’t need to do anything,” Zandrie said, casting her a playful glare. “Except spend her husband’s money.”

“Really?” Cassie’s eyes sparkled. “All those billions?”

She smiled brightly–but her gaze slid deliberately to Mirriam before drifting toward Rima Knowles. The triumphant curve of her lips made her victory unmistakable.

“Yes,” Zandrie replied smoothly.

“Everything I own is yours too. So no matter what anyone says, there will be no divorce between us.”

He fondly tapped her nose, fully indulging her charade.

“Too bad,” Cassie sighed theatrically, turning toward Mirriam with exaggerated concern, “you broke Mirriam’s heart.”

Mirriam looked torn between fainting and strangling her.

“There’s nothing between Miss Knowles and me,” Zandrie said coolly.

“She merely helped me to my room. Lemuel arrived shortly after–but for some unknown reason, his arrival never appeared in the video that was uploaded.” He snorted.

“CEO Wallace,” Mirriam rushed out nervously, glancing desperately at her mother, “we were not aware

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