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After they returned to the hotel, Kenneth suddenly asked, “Are you hurt?”

“No.”

Cassandra couldn't have been injured because the attackers were not even close.

“Then go to bed early. I'll take care of the rest.”

Cassandra wanted to say, “Of course, this is your business. They’re coming for you.” But she didn’t. “You, too. Just leave the interrogation to Yannick.“—

Although she didn’t know which force Kenneth belonged to, she at least knew that he was a member of the country’s forces. Thus, his safety was important.

“Are

you worried about me?” Kenneth was inexplicably in a good mood, feeling thrilled.

‘Is she caring about me?‘ he wondered.

Cassandra was dazed. “You can say so. After all, you are one of my few dining companions.”

Kenneth couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed. It turned out that she only treated him as a dining companion.

However, it didn’t matter. At least their relationship had eased. Cassandra had always been respectful yet somewhat distant from him, but she walked with him naturally and even protected him that day. That could be considered small progress.

“| will definitely take good care of myself in order to continue being your dining companion.” Kenneth chuckled in a low voice and said, “Good night.”

When Kenneth returned to his room, his face changed completely, exuding a murderous and cold aura. “Who sent them?” Kenneth was exasperated, and the consequences would be destructive. “They are people from the Zelinski manor,” Yannick replied.

It seemed that Kenneth’s stepmother, Harriet Zelinski, had sent the people. After Kenneth took over the company, he made the Zelinski family the world’s richest family. Although his father, Hector Zelinski, and his grandfather, Tyler Zelinski, had no

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problem with it, Harriet was not happy about it.

Harriet wanted everything of the Zelinski family to belong to her son, Conrad Zelinski. Seeing Kenneth and the Zelinski family grow stronger day by day, she couldn’t hide her ambitions anymore.

She thought Conrad had grown up and could take over everything in the Zelinski family. However, Tyler didn’t consent. That was probably why she had sent people to kill Kenneth in Spaunia.

After all, if Kenneth died in a foreign land as she planned, it would be more justified for Conrad to take over the family. “Conrad is an adult now. He can play with something exciting,” Kenneth said.

Since Harriet dared to send people to kill him, he would also send somebody to have a good time with Conrad.

“Got it.” Yannick couldn't help shivering. He didn’t understand why he felt a hint of chill on an early summer day in May. “Don't kill him. You can send over as many people as she has sent us today.”

Those people who almost got Cassandra into trouble deserved death.

When Cassandra woke up, she heard a knock on the door.

She opened the door and saw the hotel receptionist. “Ms. Yates, three people are looking for you at the front desk. We are unable to drive them away. Please go downstairs to deal with it.”

‘Three people are looking for me?‘ she wondered.

“Are they from the Yates family?”

“Yes.”

“What about calling the police?” Cassandra frowned slightly. Her peace was disrupted early in the morning.

“I'm sorry, we have already called the police, but the older lady insisted that you were her daughter and that we stopped her from coming to you. It has caused a problem for our hotel. | am very sorry. Please come with me to deal with it.”

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association had ordered them to meet all her requests. They felt ashamed that they could not fulfill her request when she made one.

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‘She is a noblewoman in Drieso, after all. Why does she act like a shrew? Doesn't she feel embarrassed? Or is she shameless for the sake of her son and daughter?‘ she thought.

Soon, Cassandra arrived at the lobby downstairs, only to see Miranda, Yohannes, and Yulissa sitting on the couch waiting in indignance. The police were still standing by.

“Hello, mister. I'm Cassandra Yates.” She pointed at the three people and said to the police, “Those three have nothing to do with me. Please feel free to do your job, mister.”

The police looked at each other. It was different from what they had just heard.

Hearing Cassandra’s words, Miranda burst into anger instantly. “You brat! Do you have a heart of stone? Just tell us what we can do to make you forgive Yohan.”

When she was about to continue scolding, Yohannes glared at her fiercely, reminding her of their purpose. Marcus had said that as long as Samantha, who was also Cassandra, forgave Yohannes, he would let Yohannes off the hook.

“| told you that | don’t have the copyright. Besides, my fans want me to pursue the matter. Your family... has nine people at most. Samantha has 90 million fans. Who do you think | should listen to?”

Cassandra flashed a wicked smile with a hint of smugness in her eyes as if she was showing off. “The minority obeys the majority. I’m sure you understand, Mrs. Yates.”

Miranda wanted to tear her mouth apart upon hearing that. ‘That brat really pissed me off!‘ she cursed inwardly. “Cassie, what do you want? I'll make it up to you as much as possible, okay?” Yohannes said.

Music was too important to him, and he wanted to gain a foothold in the music industry, so he could not afford to be banned. He would agree to any of her conditions. as long as he was not banned.

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She would only let Blossom call her nickname. However, Blossom was gone. Yohannes said indignantly, “I’m serious.”

If time could be turned back, he wished to travel back more than two months ago. If he had shown kindness when he met Cassandra back then, Cassandra would have treated him differently now.

Cassandra said coldly, “I don’t care whether you are serious. It has nothing to do with me. If you bother me again, | will make you unable to play the violin and piano for the rest of your life!”

Yulissa said, “Cassandra, music is really important to Yohan. Can you...”

“No!” She turned to Yulissa and said, “Yulissa, don’t you know who is responsible for Yohannes’ misfortunes? Taking without asking is considered stealing. You stole my thing, put your name on it, and gave it to him. Now, the lie is exposed. Isn’t that your responsibility? Why did you come to me? | didn’t ask you to steal my stuff and give it to him. You guys know what? You deserve it!”

Miranda said, “Cassandra, | don’t care what you say. You must forgive Yohan now and have the music association withdraw the lawsuit. Otherwise, | won't let

you off!” ‘My daughter is not considerate like Lisa. Why isn’t Lisa my daughter? she thought.

Cassandra looked as if realization dawned upon her. “Oh, is that what you guys are talking about? | can talk to Mr. Sullivan about it. Don’t worry.”

Miranda was delighted and thought, ‘I knew that brat still cared about us. Sure enough, she is ignorant.

“Then you call Mr. Sullivan now.” Yohannes was also surprised. He hadn't expected it to go so smoothly. Although he had been insulted, the result was good.

Cassandra calmly took out her phone and called Marcus. “Hello, Mr. Sullivan. Yeah, they've come for me. Mr. Sullivan, my attitude is that the plagiarist will never have a chance to have my forgiveness. I'll sue whoever ought to be sued. They should be punished for stealing the fruits of others‘ labor!”

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