All Chapters of Thrown To The Streets By One, Claimed by Another: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“The woman in this picture. Do you know who she is?” She tapped her fingers against the table, waiting.Clara stared at the screen, blinking her eyes rapidly. “My eyesight failed sometimes. I might need to fetch my glasses to see her clearly. Give me a minute,” she hurried into her room, coming out with her glasses on her face—a pair of pink glasses with stylish frames.Marina shook her head. That old woman would never admit that she was above all of this.“She looks familiar,” Clara said as she zoomed the screen.Marina nodded, her heart racing. She knew it. Cassian was involved in an affair with that woman.“She comes here sometimes.” Clara returned the phone to Marina. “I do know her.”“What did she come for, and what do you know about her?”“She’s Lily Miles, Mr. Vale’s childhood friend and therapist,” she paused, looking around to make sure everywhere was safe before she talked again.“Do you know that the boss struggles with nightmares? Oh, you should. You sleep on the same bed

Leila Carter knew she had no business here in this boot camp. She had never fancied Fintech, but it was also a perfect opportunity to see and reintroduce herself to Dominic Chase, the man she had been secretly crushing on and the CEO of CipherNova, the man in charge of this program.Despite Ivy’s quarrel with her brother, she had managed to convince her to tag along. They sat there in the room, their pretty faces holding soft smiles even though they had no clue of what was happening at the event.All Leila cared about was the elegantly suited man in front of them, who was advising individuals willing to start a career in Fintech. Dark, stylish hair. Blue eyes that squinted easily. Perfect six feet three height. A devilishly handsome face and a body she had admired from afar were all displayed to her freely.“And that wraps things up for this year. See you all next year.” A loud round of applause erupted throughout the room, praising him for the knowledge he had shared. A hand shot hig

Anne and Clara rushed towards Marina as Cassian led her into the living room. “What happened?” Genuine concern dripped in the older woman’s voice. “You left the house in good condition.”“Just a small accident, but I’m fine now.”“Leave us,” Cassian commanded them. The two women hurried into the kitchen, leaving Marina with Cassian. “I asked my security team to look up what happened at the event.” He almost caught how she tensed. “Two women were with you and Roselyn before the accident. Who were they?”“Cassian.” She called softly. “I’m good.”“I want to know who they are. They deserve to be punished for hurting a pregnant woman.” His woman.“I hit her first,” because she insulted her, but that part remained silent.“I know you, Marina. You wouldn’t raise your hands to hit a woman if she didn’t ask for it.” He looked at her. The fear in his eyes earlier was still clearly evident. After hearing how shaky Roselyn was on the phone, he had thought something bad had happened to Marina. Mo

Marina received a text from Roselyn asking about her health and sharing fragments of what had happened between her and Dominic. Eager to know more, she dialed her number, but it had barely rang when Cassian strolled into the room with a mug in his hand.“You’re awake,” He kissed her cheek, and handed the cup to her. “I figured you’d need something to rejuvenate after last night.” He smirked, crouching next to her.Her cheeks flushed. Memories from last night were still running fresh in her mind. “Thank you.” She took a sip, eyes on him. “Why are you still home by this time?” She knew his itinerary since she moved into his house. Go for a run in the morning, shower, breakfast, and leave for business. He worked even on weekends.“Let’s say I have a more important business to handle at home.”She blushed again. “And what’s that business?”“The one in front of me.” He took the mug from her, carefully placing it on the nightstand. “So,” he pulled her closer, running his fingers through he

Dinner was set in a fancy restaurant with board members of the Vale Empire, who were also friends of the late couple. A total of five older men dressed in black and brown suits. Cassian was the youngest of the men, and she was the only woman among them.Adam made the number of men six. He sat there at a corner, watching her with a burning focus that made the food stale in her tongue. She trusted him not to spill her secret here.“They must be so proud of how far you and Adam have been handling the Empire after them.” A man in a brown suit, also the oldest of them all, began, smiling, revealing too many teeth. “Roy, your father must be smiling in heaven.”Daniel, another man beside her, cleared his throat. “If there is anyone Roy would be proud of right now, it’s definitely his son.” The table went silent as his glare clashed with Adam’s across the space. “We should be specific when giving praises.” He resumed eating his food, pretending as if he hadn’t disrupted the peace that reigned