Classic Novel
Chapter 687
Today, the reason it's me sitting across from you, and not Mia, is to leave Ms. Yolanda with a bit of dignity. Ms. Yolanda, I trust you'll appreciate the gesture and won't let me down." It's almost laughable, really. Cassius's mother sent her away without so much as a greeting card.
It wasn't that Mrs. Sterling was stingy; she simply thought Yolanda unworthy. For Mrs. Sterling to take the time to dismiss her in person was, in her view, the highest form of respect. In that moment, Yolanda saw Cassius's face merge with Mrs. Sterling's in her mind's eye.
She blinked, offering Cassius a mocking smile.
"Don't forget, Mr. Sterling, I traded my first time for this leading role audition. My worth is genuine. If you can't handle that, were you hoping to back out?"
Cassius's handsome face darkened instantly, his grip on Yolanda's chin tight enough to crush.
Yolanda bit back her words, and after a moment, Cassius let her go.
The man zipped up his jeans, picked up his shirt, and before leaving, pulled out a wad of cash from his wallet and threw it at Yolanda's face.
"This body of yours, I'm sick of it. Here's the money for your surgery. Find a decent clinic. Maybe next time, you'll fool someone else into giving you a leading role."
The money hit Yolanda's face, scattering at her feet, with a couple of bills sticking to her chest.
Yolanda looked down, picked up the money, and flashed a bright smile, "Thanks, Movie Star Cassius."Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
The response was the sound of a slamming door and the silence that followed.
Cassius stormed into the elevator, his phone ringing suddenly.
Was that foolish woman regretting her words now?
He quickly grabbed his phone, but his frown deepened when he saw "Remi" flashing on the screen.
He had forgotten, Remington was waiting for his update.
Now that things had soured with Yolanda, who knew if that foolish woman would still pass on messages for him.
As the ringtone was about to end, Cassius answered the call with a scowl.
"Did you send her the photo? What did she say?" Remington's deep voice came through.
"I did, but Yolanda, being the clever fool she is, suspected the photo was Photoshopped by you, Remi. She's beyond help!"
On the other end, Remington's handsome face also darkened.
Cassius, that fool, hadn't realized they were talking about two different "hers".
After a pause, Remington directly asked.
"Does Liz think the photo was Photoshopped too?"
"Uh, well... Yolanda hasn't sent it to Lizetta yet." Cassius suddenly felt sheepish.
Remington was silent again, then scoffed, making no effort to hide his disdain.
"You're useless!"
Such a simple task, sending a photo to his woman, and he
even manage that. Remingtouldn
hadn't expected such incompetence.
Cassius, "..."
Feeling both aggrieved and frustrated, he thought about how he had lost his golden opportunity for this mess.
Not only did Remington not offer him any consolation, but he also had the nerve to criticize him?
In a fit of irritated sarcasm, Cassius
shot back, "We're both jilted lovers here. Why the urgency to turn on each other, Remi? If you're so capable, why don't you talk to Lizetta yourself? If anyone's useless right now, it's you!"
After venting, Cassius suddenly realized he might have gone too far.
Why was Remington silent?
Could it be he was already on his
way with a gun? Cassius,
panic-stricken, leaned on the
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elevator railing, almost ready to beg
for mercy.
He was about to plead when he noticed that the phone screen displayed the home screen wallpaper.
Clearly, Remington had hung up long ago.