Cassius shifted slightly, his expressionced with a mocking coldness.


    "Why should I bother helping her? She decided to y the other woman and didn''t even have the decency to keep it under wraps. Now that it''s blown up in her face, it''s somehow my problem? I can''t afford to be associated with that kind of drama!"


    Despite his words, Cassius found himselfpulsively checking his phone again. He had been half-expecting a call or a desperate message on WhatsApp from Ynda, hoping she might beg for his help to clear her name from the scandal online. But two days had passed, nearly missing the golden window for damage control, and she hadn''t reached out to him.


    Her pride and coldness were something else. Was Cassius expected to grovel and y the fool for her? He wasn''t Remi. His reputation was in tatters, as if possessed by apletely different person. Cassius would rather die than crawl back to her, unless Ynda came to him, tears streaming, begging for forgiveness.


    Remington cast a cool nce at Cassius and snorted, "Are you an idiot? Ynda''s got too much fire in her to y second fiddle to anyone. Think she''d stoop to being the other woman, really?"


    Cassius, irritated, downed a shot of whiskey and poured another, "Stick to the point, Remi. What''s this personal attack for?" Was it because Remi knew how Cassius secretly scorned his own past actions, acting like a lovesick puppy?


    Remington''s lips thinned in disdain, no longer interested in entertaining Cassius''s foolishness. But considering Ynda''s rtionship with Lizetta, and the possibility that Ynda might have plunged into depression over the scandal involving Cassius, Remington feltpelled to at least share half the burden of the fallout.


    "Would Mrs. Davis really want her dirtyundry aired for all the inte to see?" Remington interjected, hinting at the orchestrated nature of Ynda''s scandal. Clearly, someone was targeting Ynda.


    Cassius retorted, "Of course,


    Ynda''s being ckballed because


    someone''s out to get her. It''s a dog-eat-dog world in the


    entertainment industry. But if sheet


    had kept her nose clean, they


    wouldn''t have anything on her. And Charles? That guy''s old and


    unattractive, puffing around like he''s pregnant. She must be really desperate to go after him!"


    The bitterness in Cassius''s voice was palpable as he filled his ss to the brim, intending to drown his


    the jealousy in Cassius''s tone, couldn''t help but find his logic absurd. Charles was barely older than them, yet in Cassius''s eyes, he was old enough to be Ynda''s father?


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    Just as Cassius tilted his head back to take a gulp, Remington nudged him, causing him to choke on his drink. Annoyed, Cassius mmed his ss down, "That''s too much, Remi!"


    Remington, unphased,id out the facts about Margaret hiring paparazzi to ambush Ynda in the parking lot. Cassius frowned, then snidely remarked, "So Ynda''s downfall is off-limits for reporting now?" He med Ynda for herck of discretion.


    Just thinking about how he hadThis content ? N?v/elDr(a)m/a.Org.


    visited the set of "The Alley" hoping for a reconciliation, only to witness Charles, and Yndaughing and embracing, made Cassius see red. Especially since he had helped Yndand the lead role. Furious, he felt justified in his anger.


    Remington, puzzled by Cassius''s stubbornness to see the truth, wondered if he had ever been as blind and foolish.