When Love Finds Its Way Back (Cassienne and Dreston) novel Chapter 140

Chapter One Hundred And Forty: You Too Look Good Together.

The next morning began earlier than usual for Cassienne. By the time she stepped into her office, she was filled with expectants.

Dreston had already informed her that the HRO would be bringing in the candidates.

A soft knock sounded on her door and she answered immediately.

“Come in.”

The door opened to reveal a man in his early forties, tall, lean, dressed in a perfectly tailored charcoal suit. His salt–and–pepper hair was trimmed neatly, and his wire–rimmed glasses gave him a scholarly look that matched his composed personality.

“Good morning, Mrs. Tremont,” he greeted with a respectful nod. “Marcus Feldman, Head of Human Resources.”

Cassienne smiled. “Good morning, Marcus. Please, have a seat.”

“I’ve brought the candidates,” he said, stepping aside.

Two women entered behind him.

The first was tall, poised, with smooth dark skin and sharp, intelligent brown eyes. Her hair was styled into a sleek low bun. She wore a cream blouse tucked into a navy pencil skirt. There was confidence in the way she carried herself.

“This is Elena Brooks,” Marcus introduced. “Master’s in Corporate Communications. Five years of experience managing executive schedules at a multinational tech firm. She’ll serve as your secretary.”

Elena stepped forward slightly.

“It’s an honour, Mrs. Tremont. I work best under pressure, and I value discretion above all.”

Cassienne liked her immediately.

The second woman was shorter, youthful but not naive, with shoulder–length honey–blonde curls and bright green eyes that seemed to absorb everything around her. She wore tailored trousers and a fitted blazer, but her warm smile softened her professional appearance.

“And this is Ivy Hart,” Marcus continued. “Background in business administration and project logistics. She’ll serve as your personal assistant.”

Ivy nodded.

“I’m very organized. And I don’t panic easily,” she added with a light smile.

Cassienne laughed softly. “That’s a good trait.”

Marcus handed over two folders. “Their contracts are prepared. If you’re satisfied, they can begin

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immediately.”

Cassienne closed the folder and stood.

“I am satisfied.”

Marcus nodded once. “Then welcome to Auralink.”

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An hour later, the largest conference room in the building was prepared.

It was the executive hall–floor–to–ceiling glass walls overlooking the city skyline. A long polished mahogany table dominated the center, with embedded digital panels in front of each seat. 1

Seven organizations had been shortlisted.

Some were established sports brands. Some were emerging entertainment networks. And one, of course, was already well known in the tech–sports industry.

As the doors opened, conversations dimmed.

Dreston stepped in first, dressed in a tailored deep navy suit. Followed by Cassienne.

She wore a fitted ivory blazer over a soft blush silk blouse, paired with tailored beige trousers and pointed heels. Her hair flowed down her back in polished waves, she looked stunning.

Eyes followed them, and whispers barely suppressed.

Elena and Ivy entered quietly behind them, taking seats toward the back wall with tablets in hand, ready to document every detail.

Steve stood near the entrance, arms folded behind him, security discreet but unmistakable. Two additional protocol officers positioned themselves outside the glass doors as directed by Dreston.

Cassienne took her seat at the head of the table. And Dreston sat beside her.

The first company presented a long–term sponsorship contract–brand exclusivity, media obligations, and image management clauses. Cassienne listened attentively, occasionally exchanging brief glances with Elena, who noted key terms.

The second was a global gaming federation offering ambassador status–travel, press tours, televised

competitions.

The third proposed a co–branded merchandise line.

The fourth wanted exclusive streaming rights.

The fifth, a sports media conglomerate, offered structured contracts with appearance commitments.

Cassienne remained composed as she listened.

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She asked a few questions, but the ones she asked were precise. Revenue models. Audience demographics. Creative control. And contract duration.

She was not interested in being owned. She was listening for freedom.

Then came the sixth presentation.

An entertainment–based e–sports organization called Vanguard Arena League.

They were different.

Their CEO, a charismatic woman in her mid–thirties, explained their structure clearly.

“We don’t sign players exclusively,” she said. “We organize high–production live events. Ticketed matches. Seasonal tournaments. Hybrid entertainment and competition.”

Large screens behind her displayed visuals of massive arenas filled with cheering fans.

“We are building an experience,” she continued. “Not just a competition. Athletes retain independence. Revenue is shared per event. No long–term restrictions.”

Cassienne leaned forward slightly. That was interesting. Vanguard didn’t want ownership. They wanted partnership. They wanted crowds. And they wanted excitement.

They wanted NULLWRAITH as a headline attraction. She could appear. Play. And entertain.

And walk away free. That was what she wanted. Not contracts tying her future. Just controlled participation.

Business and fun.

Elena subtly slid a note across her tablet toward Cassienne.

“Flexible terms. Negotiable splits.”

Cassienne nodded faintly.

At the far end of the table sat Jeff Sandler. He looked composed and released.

His dark suit was immaculate, his fingers lightly steepled together as he observed every exchange.

He did not present aggressively. He simply listened.

When it was his turn, he offered strategic partnership rather than acquisition–joint tournament initiatives between his organization and Auralink’s tech innovations.

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By the end of the final presentation, the room felt charged.

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