The Don Tore Up Our Divorce (Gemma and Cassian) novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171

Gemma’s POV

I inhale sharply. “Let me guess. She’s demanding to see you?”

He nods once, jaw clenched.

Of course she is.

“She says she’ll only talk to me…”

I scoff, arms crossed. “Let me guess, you’re going to rush to her like always?”

He doesn’t look at me.

“You tell me! She’s standing on a rooftop, alone and threatening to jump.”

Or, maybe she was pretending, like she always does. But I swallow those words and grab my jacket.

“Fine, let’s go. Maybe I’ll get through to her if you can’t.”

He glances at me as if he’s surprised, then nods. “Of course. We need to cover all our bases.”

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The city lights blur past the window as he drives in speed.

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above, I can already hear Rhett’s voice rising and falling, as if he’s desperately pleading with Reyna to get down.

As soon as we reach the rooftop, I see her, standing barefoot near the ledge, the wind whipping her hair wildly around her face, dress flapping while Rhett stands a few feet away, looking completely frantic.

But the second Reyna spots me, her eyes widen in rage.

“No!” she shrieks, pointing to me with a trembling hand. “Don’t let her come near me! I swear, I’ll jump right now!”

It takes a moment for Rhett to figure out why she’s yelling, spinning to face Cassian and carrying fury in his eyes. He marches over and grabs me by the arm.

“Why the hell did you bring her? Is this a game to you? I called you to save Reyna, and you brought along her death warrant?”

Cassian steps forward, his voice like ice. “Gemma is her sister. She has every right to be here. Let go of her now.”

Rhett hesitates, then drops my arm. Cassian pulls me behind him and I glance around, scanning the scene. The rooftop is littered with a few empty beer bottles… three at most.

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Reyna lets out a strangled cry, hands trembling. “Even now…” Her voice cracks. “Even when I’m going to die… you don’t believe me?” Her tears shine under the rooftop light. “What’s the point of this life if no one believes I’m hurting?”

She lets out a sob that echoes across the night, tugging at everyone’s heart strings.

“Reyna! You asked me to come here, and I’m here. So focus on me, and come down – whatever is the issue, I’m sure we can talk about a solution?”

“Can we really talk, Cassian? Heart to heart, with complete honesty?”

Reyna keeps crying, like the rooftop’s her stage and we’re just her unwilling audience.

“I’m sorry, Cassian, but I don’t feel like we have had a proper conversation in the last three years. But still, if you insist… then please, please don’t fire me from Blackwell Industries. I have always been loyal… always! If it’s because my relationship with Gemma is a little difficult, then I’m ready to apologize, just don’t snatch my life’s work from me.”

She turns to me, her eyes wide and red–rimmed. “Gemma… I haven’t been the best sister. But I swear, I’ve always wanted what’s good for you. From the bottom of my heart.” 3710

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falling into the pool that day? After you used Ferne to deceive me into coming there in the first place?”

“She said it was an accident!”

Rhett snaps like the loyal fool he is. “Why are you bringing up dead bodies? You’re acting like—”

I cut him off, my voice sharp as glass.

“You’ve been her lapdog for years, Rhett, and she still won’t throw you a bone. I think it’s high time you should quit.”

He flinches. His mouth opens, but no words come out, instead, shyness up his neck tee, and while the red colour of embarrassment suits him, and silence suits him even better.

Just then, the rooftop door bangs open.

“Out of the way!”

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Jace!

One of the firefighters assesses the scene instantly, then walks straight to her.

“Miss, you need to step back from the edge. Now!”

I can practically see the panic rising in Reyna, whose face has gone white. Before she can say anything, his companion rushes up the ladder and grabs her by the waist, hoisting her like a sack of potatoes.

Jace speaks quietly, answering the questioning gaze I have directed at him.

“She was at the restaurant where I was having dinner, and 5/1.0 made a huge scene about ordering wine. She told the entire

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My eye become b nhi shrugs, “I figured it wasn’t just noise, no matter how unpleasant it sounded to my ears. So I called emergency services in advance.”

Across from us on the rooftop, the firefighter’s tone becomes even more harsh. “You’re old enough to know better. These childish threats aren’t a joke; tiny put yourself and others at risk.”

I glanced toward Rhett, who stiffens.

“And you are…?”

“A- a family member of hers.”

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“Right! Don’t you feel embarrassed, encouraging this kind of behaviour by supporting her drinking behaviour? She’s not a toddler, and you should keep giving her a reality check about her alcohol dependency and addictive behaviour, every now and then!”

Rhett looks like he wants to crawl into the drainpipes.

Reyna’s dragged back from the edge, flanked by both men, still sniffling but no longer so loud. The drama has failed her tonight, turning her into the clown instead of a tragic queen.

As I watch them disappear down the stairs, a coat suddenly settles on my shoulders. I glance up. Jace stands beside me, his voice low. “You okay?”

I nod once, exhaling.

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“Did you have dinner yet?”

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