Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband-Chapter 23: His Childhood Sweetheart

Some weeks ago.

Cassie woke up feeling sore all over, especially in-between her legs. She lazily got out of bed, only to discover that she was in a hotel room!

Last night, her agency threw her a party for the successful wrap of her latest movie. She didn’t want to drink, but when she heard Ethan was planning on travelling abroad and taking Brooke with him, she ended up getting drunk.

But everything after that was a blur.

While getting out of bed, Cassie noticed her clothes were scattered across the ground, and the bed was stained with fluids.

"W-What is this?" She widened her eyes in horror, she didn’t need a genius to tell her she had had sex with someone in this room. But when she searched for any trace of the man she slept with, there was none.

She immediately took out her phone and called her mother. Barely had Serena answered than Cassie began to yell at her.

"Mum! Where are you?! How could you let this happen?! What do I do now?!" She panicked, collapsing to the ground.

She reclined against the nearest wall and hugged her knees to her chest. Serena frantically called out to her, asking where she was, but Cassie’s crying didn’t let her focus.

It wasn’t until after twenty minutes that she composed herself and gave Serena the address. fгeewebnovёl.com

When her mother arrived, she dashed to Cassie and held her in her arms.

"Cassie my love I’m here-"

"Get out! Bitch! How could you?!" Cassie punched and clawed at her mother, cursing and blaming her for allowing her have a one night stand.

Despite the wounds, Serena hugged Cassie tightly, "It’s alright, mama’s here now, I’ll fix everything for you." She crooned, trying to calm Cassie down.

The strong scent exuding the sheets gave her a rough idea of what had happened inside. Without asking for an explanation, Serena quickly got up and rolled up her sleeves. She took the sheets and handwashed them in the bathroom, while Cassie carried on crying.

Next, she arranged the room, shoving every piece of evidence into her bag. After she finished an hour worth of cleanup, she helped Cassie into her clothes and led her out of the hotel into an awaiting taxi...

*Present*

Cassie had never imagined her mother would dare blackmail her, and over a bag too. "You swore to never bring it up! You bitch!" She raised her hand to slap Serena, but she tightly gripped her wrist.

"Yes, I’m a bitch, who’d sell out her daughter because of a bag. But you’re a slut, who got knocked up for a man you don’t remember!" Serena cursed back at her, with anger in her gaze.

"You-!" Cassie pointed furiously at her mother, unable to muster up a response. She recalled when she had found out she was pregnant and confided in her mother.

It was Serena who agreed to help her pin the preganacy on Ethan, and went ahead to spike his drink. They had both been in on the scheme, and now Serena was double crossing her.

With tears in her eyes, Cassie spat out, "You’re disgusting."

Taking that as a yes, Serena quickly picked the bag up and held it tightly to her chest. "Cassie my love, I’m sorry it had to come to this." She apologized in a tender voice.

"But don’t worry, I know a friend who can makes exact replicas."

Cassie frowned, "Replicas?"

Her mother smiled, "Don’t worry, I’ll take the bag to him first, he’ll make the replica in less than a week. No one will ever be able to tell the difference, I promise you." She swore, then left to make all the necessary arrangements.

***********

"My, My, this looks lovely on you!" Rachelle remarked, staring at the stunning bag she had crafted for Brooke.

It had been whole days of tasking work for her, but seeing her creation come fully to life was worth the hard work.

Brooke gasped when she looked in the mirror, at the warm sun kissed beige bag with a subtle coffee undertone. It had exquisite hand painted burgundy lining, which had kept Rachelle up for hours on end.

The sleek curve shaped bag was crafted with only the finest leather that Thane had made beforehand preparetions for.

Staring once more at the bag, Brooke nearly felt like shedding a tear. She turned around and bowed her head, "T-Thank you so much for your hard work! It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen!"

Hearing those words made Rachelle smile, she had initially started to make bags to bring happiness to people. But overtime, the bags she sold were bought by women who merely wanted to show off and couldn’t appreciate her art.

But Brooke was different.

The passionate gleam in her eyes reminded Rachelle of when she owned her first bag. It made her feel a bit sentimental too.

"Ah-hem!" She dry coughed, bringing herself back to reality. "If you feel dissatisfied with anything let me know, and I’ll have it changed immediately."

Brooke shook her head, "Why would I? This is perfect, it fits like a glove."

"Glad to hear it. It’s just, your boyfriend is pretty scary. I wouldn’t want to get on his badside." She took out a cigarette from her bag, and lit its but with her ring shaped lighter.

Curious, Brooke asked, "Where exactly did you two meet?" She had done some slight investigation into Thane’s business, and his line of work barely intersected with Rachelle’s.

"Oh him? His company developed the tech that fixed my back." She revealed. "I got into an accident one morning when leaving my workshop. After a scan, the doctor told me I had busted my spine, for a designer, that was one of the hardest things to hear."

Brooke stared at the bag in her hand once more, and she found herself appreciating it even more.

"However, your boyfriend was very reassuring and his team developed the spinal discs that helped me all through the stem cell therapy." Rachelle chuckled, "I was so impressed, I offered to set him up with my niece, no woman would let a catch like that go."

Brooke smiled, feeling proud that someone like Thane was in her life. Even if it was just for show.

Rachelle let out a thick cloud of smoke, "But he surprised me, when he announced that he couldn’t see other women because he had a childhood sweetheart back home waiting for him." She declared, then let out a little laugh.

But Brooke didn’t find what Rachelle said amusing.

Her chest felt heavy as the words reeled in her mind.

He had a childhood sweetheart?

Author’s Note: Please expect my new novel, Love In Disguise: Lycan King’s Forbidden Love, as it will be dropping on Webnovel soon.

I hope you give it a try!

Thanks for reading!