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Chapter 129
Even if she screamed, probably nobody would hear her out here.
And Cassian definitely wouldn’t be back anytime soon.
Looks like she was totally on her own.
Anastasia kept her voice ice–cold. “Mr. Potter, you better think real hard about this. I’m not bullshitting you–we really are married. You knong (what Cassian’s like. Hope you can handle what’s coming if you keep this up.”
Anastasia was just stalling for time, desperately hoping Cassian would show up.
Mr. Potter seemed completely deaf to reason. He smirked and reached out to grab her.
Anastasia was ready for it—she fought back hard and drove her knee straight into his balls!
“FUCK!” Mr. Potter wasn’t expecting the hit and let out this brutal scream, doubling over and grabbing his crotch, his face turning bright red
Anastasia jumped back, her voice deadly serious. “Touch me again and I swear to God I’ll make sure you never use that thing again?”
Mr. Potter was sweating bullets from the pain, his face twisted with pure rage. “You fucking bitch! How dare you-”
He stumbled back to his feet, eyes blazing, lunging for her hair.
Anastasia dodged sideways, but her heel caught and she started falling backward.
She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for impact-
But then strong arms caught her perfectly.
That familiar cologne hit her immediately.
Anastasia’s eyes snapped open to find Cassian’s dark, intense stare.
“Cassian!” she breathed out, relief and pure joy flooding her voice.,
Holy shit, he actually came!
Anastasia felt like crying with happiness.
Thank fucking God.
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Cassian made sure she was steady, then turned to Mr. Potter with this deadly cold look. “Potter, you really want to die tonight, don’t you?”
Son of a bitch!
How had he missed that this creep was going after his wife?
He’d basically handed her over to a predator.
This could have been so much worse.
Seeing what had just gone down, Cassian wanted to commit murder.
Good thing he’d cut the meeting short, or God knows what this asshole would have tried.
When Mr. Potter saw Cassian, he went white as a ghost, all that cockiness instantly gone. “Mr… Mr. Rhodes, this is just a big misunderstanding…”
“Misunderstanding?” Cassian laughed, but there was zero humor in it. He let go of Anastasia and started walking toward Mr. Potter. “You just sexuall
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Mr. Potter kept backing up, sweat pouring down his fave. “Mr. Rhodes, 1 mokad up! I was wasted, wem i thinking front-
How the hell was this happening?
Sonia had sworn Cassian wasn’t married!
Why was he calling this woman his wife?
That lying bitch had completely screwed him over.
“Being drunk doesn’t excuse jack shit.” Cassian grabbed Mr. Potter by his shirt, eyes like ice picks. “You can’t keep your hands to yourself? Maybe you don’t need them anymore.”
Before Mr, Potter could react, Cassian’s fist connected with his face, sending him sprawling.
Mr. Potter hit the ground hard, whimpering and covering his bleeding nose. “Please, Mr. Rhodes! I’m sorry! I never-
He was stone–cold sober now.
Cassian stood over him like an avenging angel. “Philips, get this piece of shit to the police. And make sure they know about all the other sick shit he’s done over the years.”
Cassian always did his homework on business partners.
He had files on Mr. Potter’s history, including his thing for underage girls.
Philips immediately stepped up, dragging Mr. Potter away like the trash he was.
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