Chapter 135 An Accident

Rufus turned to Lionel's direction and cocked an eyebrow, expecting some sort of explanation.

"What are you talking about? Cassandra gets the shares because she's earned it. I did not have a
hand in this I swear. What does it have to do with me?"

Rufus was indignant at Lionel's mutterings because he knew that Lionel was just trying to rock the
boat. Lionel turned to Cassandra, "Cassandra, you're one of us. We can help you manage the vast Qin
Group. You won't even have to lift a finger. This is obviously a win-win situation. You realize that, don't
you?"

Rufus's answer was irrefutable, so Lionel tried to appeal to a different side of things.

Cassandra sighed deeply, visibly weary and resigned. It was as clear as day the Tang family wanted to
take this opportunity to acquire Qin Group. Who could blame her for wanting to protect it?

"Listen, Lionel. I will never, ever, give up my father's legacy to anyone. Even if it is on the verge of
bankruptcy, I won't just abandon it at the first sign of reprieve. This is my commitment to my family. You
glibly said that I was one of you. Now, I want you to ask yourself, and I mean really think about it, if you
have ever seen me as a member of this family."

Lionel was as stubborn as a bull. Cassandra was too tired to face him or Horace. She was weary from
all the hurt pent up inside. She had devoted herself to the Tang family, but they never regarded her as
part of the family.

"I lost my appetite. I'm going up to rest."

Cassandra stood up and promptly turned around, fully intent on just getting to bed, but no sooner had
she taken her first step than Lionel continued to criticize her.



"You're feeling guilty, aren't you? You are a bona fide employee of the Tang Group, yet you also work
for Qin Group. I wonder if you have ever used your position to your advantage to seek benefits for Qin
Group."

Rufus stared icily at Lionel who was clearly making a fool of himself. He had failed outright in the task
Horace asked him to do, so now he was just trying to embarrass Cassandra.

The Tang Group, for so many years, had dominated the industry in G City, but now Rufus saw a slight
decline.

He would eventually witness its decline right before his very eyes. Like a frail old man on his deathbed,
it would eventually succumb to the long, dark sleep.

A few days later, Cassandra was in her office, burying herself in work. A messenger came by and gave
her new commissions. She almost squealed in surprise when she saw that she had received the
design commission for the Ferris wheel.

As he promised, Rufus had talked with Dawn Star Group regarding the amusement park project; and
Tang Group would be in charge of the construction of the Ferris wheel.

Cassandra's phone vibrated. It was a text from Rufus.

"Congratulations, your dream of designing the Ferris wheel is one step closer to fruition."

Her cheeks turned a bit scarlet red, and she unconsciously closed her eyes and held the phone close
to her heart, unable to contain the fountain of emotions.

Good news came when people least expected it. With the river running through the city at its heart, the
government was pushing for a tourist-centric area to be built which integrated urbanization, scenic



vistas and food culture. Moreover, a film and television base would be built in the ancient site of G City.
For a time, the massive undertaking of the industrial area had made headlines.

With its accumulated years of experience and solid business in G City, Tang Group had been
handpicked by the government as one of the most important construction firms of the industrial area
and was invited to attend the opening ceremony, as well as the grand cocktail party.

As the best performing designer of Tang Group, Cassandra was also invited to the grand event.

Her Ferris wheel design was said to have won the heart of the largest investor in the undertaking. The
investor loved her design so much that he had his assistant hand-delivered the invitation to her in
person.

Horace, on the other hand, had been in good mood these days. Although he couldn't attend the
opening ceremony due to his increasing frailty, Rufus, Lionel and Cassandra would be there to
represent him.

There would also be many investors attending the ceremony. If the Tang Group could attract more
investments and capital injections, their business would truly boom in the near future.

The cocktail party was held solemnly after the opening ceremony. Lionel took his wife Cassandra to
meet and greet different investors in attendance.

Cassandra could feel a pair of eyes burning holes through her at all times. She knew how he felt.

But now, she had to be patient. She needed to endure all of this and force a smile while following Lionel
to clink cocktail glasses with celebrities.

Finally, the party came to an end. Cassandra promptly left and stopped pretending to be in good graces
with Lionel.



Lionel, however, stopped her dead in front of her car.

"I can tell that you don't want to be with me. Is it that repulsive to be my wife?"

Lionel's eyes were red with fury. At the party just awhile ago, Cassandra embarrassed him by refusing
him when he tried to put his arm around her waist.

"Lionel, let's not make a scene here, shall we? We're still at the party."

Cassandra lowered her voice and smiled at the passing people, worried that people around might hear
them.

"Since you clearly know where we are and who's watching, we should be seen leaving together."

Lionel pointed to his car impatiently.

"Don't even bother. I used my own car to get here, so now I have to drive it back. Lionel, for a long
time, I have just seen myself as an employee of the Tang Group. You have to realize that you are not
my husband right from the start!" Cassandra quipped.

She forced her way past Lionel, got in the car and slammed the door shut. She was already some
distance away as she sped away without a moment's hesitation.

Lionel could barely contain his anger as he clenched his fists and teeth.

'Cassandra, you fucking ingrate!' he swore inwardly.

Cassandra was exhausted both physically and emotionally when she got home. She dragged her tired
legs all the way up to the second floor, craving for her soft bed.

Ivy was going downstairs, cradling a glass vase. She stopped to talk to Cassandra when they met
halfway, "Cassandra, Lionel didn't come home with you?"



Her swollen belly gave her a hard time when walking.

"I think he's coming home late. I didn't stay with him. I left immediately after the event."

Cassandra gave Ivy a wide berth for her to pass through. She knew that she was a thorn in Ivy's side,
so she never once thought of provoking her.

Cassandra stepped aside to let Ivy pass. Before continuing downstairs, Ivy reached to grabb her
sleeve, stretching it uncomfortably.

"Cassandra, I think it's time we set things straight. For the record, you know. You're extremely well-
known now and have also taken over your father's company. You have enough on your plate. Being
Lionel's wife means nothing to you. Why not push for a divorce?"

Ivy smiled all throughout when she said this, but her eyes were cold.

"Listen, Ivy, everything I've attained so far is all because of my merit and effort. Being Lionel's wife has
never even helped getting me to where I am today. All I ask is that you respect me by acknowledging
that. I am not an idle good-for-nothing. I don't consume without ever producing!"

Cassandra knew very well what Ivy was insinuating. She wanted Cassandra out of the Tang family, so
she could marry Lionel.

However, Cassandra was tired of being pushed around. She had given it her all to get everything she
wanted, and she had a good reason to get rid of their marital bonds. No one had the right to judge her.

"What are you trying to say? That I'm good-for-nothing and all I do is taking?"

Ivy asked with a scowl etched on her face. Undeniably, Lionel supported her financially, so she could
act like a socialite in public, living the high life. She knew deep inside that she had nothing besides
Lionel's feelings for her.



"You know what, you and Lionel are perfect for each other. You both twist other people's words and act
like the victim. Think whatever you like. I'm tired of arguing."

Cassandra shook off Ivy's hand and turned to leave, but Ivy stubbornly grabbed her sleeve again.

"Who the hell do you think you are, Cassandra? How dare you look down on me? Don't get all high and
mighty. I have proof that you lived in the same room with Rufus at the hotel."

Ivy ferociously stared at Cassandra, like a rabid animal. A diabolical smile slowly formed on her lips.

No matter how beautiful a woman was, if she was caught in the whirlpool of hate, she would be
consumed by jealousy. Cassandra now realized how far gone Ivy had gone.

"A clean hand wants no washing. Nothing has happened between me and Rufus. Now, mind your own
goddamn business."

Cassandra grabbed Ivy's wrist and forcibly removed it from her sleeve. There was helplessness in her
expression.

Cassandra was no further than two steps when she heard glass breaking and a bloodcurdling scream
from behind.

"Ahh!"! !

The scream was painful. Cassandra quickly turned to see what had happened. The scene shocked her
to her core.

Ivy, with her bulging belly, fell down the stairs. The stairs, with steep steps, were long and winding. Her
pregnant body couldn't stop at all.

She finally stopped and landed on the first floor with a sickening thud.



At that very moment, Lionel stepped into the hall and witnessed the scene.

Ivy tumbled down the stairs, while Cassandra was at the top, watching.

"Ivy!"

Lionel yelled in panic. He rushed to Ivy, crouched beside her and held her head up.

"Ivy! Are you alright?"

He began to tremble violently when he saw Ivy grimacing with a pained expression.

Ivy smiled grimly, her lips quivering, her brows furrowed.

"Lionel, believe me. I didn't want to argue with Cassandra,"

she murmured and then soon fainted.


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