The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 356

Third Person's POV

Outside the healing center, Cassian signaled his driver to take Samantha home first.

Samantha lingered, looping her arm through his with naked greed in her eyes. "Cassian, my birthday is in a couple of days. Are you free?"

Cassian looked down at her, the corners of his mouth twitching into a chilling smile. "I've been too busy lately; I know I've neglected you. Don't worry. On your birthday, I'm giving you a 'gift' you'll never forget."

Overjoyed, Samantha's head filled with visions of diamond rings or territory deeds. She nodded eagerly. "As long as you're there, I don't care about the gift."

Cassian gave a small nod, and she finally climbed into the car.

Watching him through the rearview mirror as he walked toward Humphrey's vehicle, she actually let out a laugh.

She felt like after three years of playing the long game, she was finally about to claim the Ironthorn crown.

On the curb, the warmth vanished from Cassian's face the second the car pulled away.

His expression turned to ice. He climbed into Humphrey's car and slammed the recorder into his hand, his gaze terrifyingly dark.

"Every dirty secret is in there."

Cassian ground his teeth, issuing the final hunt order. "I'm giving you three days. Consolidate the evidence and run a rush paternity test on that brat. Then, bring them to me."

Humphrey felt the air pressure in the car reaching a breaking point. He nodded quickly. "Understood, Alpha Cassian. I'll handle it clean."

Cassian hopped out of the car just after 5:30 PM.

Seeing Trista exit the building, he immediately intercepted her.

"Why are you still here?" Trista asked, stopping in her tracks.

Cassian reached for her handbag, but she pulled it away.

His hand froze in mid-air before dropping uselessly to his side. "Thanks for today. I booked a table at a restaurant."

Before he could finish, she shut him down. "I helped you because of my promise. No thanks necessary. My parents are waiting for me for dinner."

"I'm headed your way. I have some questions about bloodline logistics," Cassian said, lowering his posture in a rare show of humility.

Trista glanced around. To avoid a scene in front of her colleagues, she led him to the small park across from the clinic. "Whatever you have to say, say it here."

Cassian stared at her for a long time.

Without the bond, he had to rely on his raw senses to read her. "The black card I gave you—why did you return it?"

Trista wasn't surprised. Her voice was flat. "Cassian, getting that severance was the best result I could've hoped for. I don't need a payout."

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