The Returned Heiress Who Had It All (Cassia) novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92 We Meet Again

A few minutes ago, they’d been swearing at her like they owned the place.

Cassia had no intention of letting them walk away that casily.

Sean, on the other hand, didn’t think it was necessary to keep going.

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Pulling surveillance would take time, and time here meant money. Delaying the gemstone auction was the same as losing profit. So he turned to Cassia and said, “Ms. Wood, why don’t we leave it at that? The guy already apologized, and he does seem pretty sincere.”

“No.”

Cassia held her ground. “We’re checking the footage.”

The last thing she wanted was people whispering behind her back that she’d “leaned on a rich connection” to crush some nobody–playing the part of a shameless gold digger.

“Alright then. Pull up the security feed and put it on the main screen,” Sean said at last.

He had no choice but to agree. He turned and told one of the staff to retrieve the footage and cast it onto the giant central display so everyone could see what really happened.

Within ten minutes, the big screen in the middle of the hall flickered to life.

In the video, Cassia was standing still in the crowd. A moment later, Jackson and his buddy walked into frame, chatting and laughing as they came over and stopped right beside her.

Clear as day, Jackson stepped down on the hem of her dress. Cassia turned to say something to him, and even from the security angle, you could see the arrogance written all over his face- there was nothing remotely apologetic about him.

Moments later, he reached out and made a blatantly indecent move toward her.

The clip ended. The truth didn’t.

“Did everyone see that clearly?”

Cassia turned, expression cool as ice, and swept her gaze over the onlookers. “That’s what really happened.”

“This…”

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“We really did blame her for nothing…”

“What a disgusting guy. Thank goodness this girl had the guts to speak up.”

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People scratched their heads, shame creeping up their necks. One after another, they lowered their eyes and started apologizing.

“Sorry–we misunderstood you. You’re a brave girl. That’s good for you.”

Cassia wasn’t the petty type. All she’d wanted was the truth out in the open.

They were apologizing sincerely now. That was enough.

A bright smile bloomed across her face. She spread her arms a little, as if opening herself to them, and accepted their apologies.

“It’s fine. I forgive you.”

Seeing the matter neatly wrapped up, Sean was delighted. He jumped in right on cue. “Alright, alright, it’s all over now! Peace is what matters. The gemstone auction’s already started, and the raw stones are on the racks. Go on, everyone–go pick your favorites! Maybe you’ll turn a bicycle into a sports car today! Getting rich overnight isn’t just a dream!”

With that, the crowd quickly scattered, each person rushing off to choose the raw stones they’d had their eye on.

“Ms. Wood, you should pick out a few pieces too. Over there. Once you’re done, just send them to the cutting room. We’ve got professional cutters waiting for you.”

Sean gestured toward a row of stone racks.”

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“Got it. And thank you for having the staff pull the footage just now,” Cassia said with a polite smile.

“It was nothing. What are friends for?”

Sean chuckled, just as courteous.

“Thank goodness, Boss. Ms. Wood’s alright,” Seven breathed out, relief written all over his face.

“At first, I was really worried that if Ms. Wood just accepted that guy’s apology while he was

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kneeling, without checking the cameras and clearing her name, people would start gossiping about her afterward.”

Seven wasn’t wrong. That had been exactly what Draven had been thinking.

The man had apologized not because he’d done something unforgivable and felt guilty, but because Sean was friends with Cassia and he was scared.

That distinction had to be crystal clear to the crowd.

Otherwise, Cassia’s reputation would have been trashed.

As expected of this little troublemaker–too smart for her own good. She’d brushed the whole mess aside with barely any effort.

Draven rubbed his thumb lightly along his jaw, amused, his gaze fixed on Cassia.

Little girl, you’re getting more and more interesting to me.

Cassia was seriously examining the raw stones now. The way she focused, brows slightly furrowed, was … adorable. He had the sudden urge to lean over and take a bite out of those soft cheeks.

Draven found himself walking forward, closing the distance between them.

“Hey–wait, Boss! Where are you going? You’ll blow your cover!”

Seven yelped as he saw Draven stride out. They were supposed to be tailing Ms. Wood quietly from the shadows.

On top of that, if people suddenly saw the head of Vrastin’s number one family–the Draven Grey–show up here, who knew what kind of chaos it would trigger?

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