My Lovely Bastard's

Tremors

Cassey hasn't been blind since entering the ballroom. Cassey sensed a pair of eyes that kept staring at him sharply,

"You know? Zack seemed to want to crush me." whispered Leon who made him even more nervous, even though Cassey wanted to ignore him. As if there was nothing, though,

"Dear baby, don't tell me you're still hanging it?" Cassey looked up, looking at Leon's jail face in annoyance.

"I'm sorry to ask you," Leon laughed,

"Have known I was nosy, you even brought me up with Zack. So don't be upset if I keep teasing you," Cassey pinched Leon's waist, Leon complained in pain.

"Sick Cass,"

"Eat him silence," Cassey looked at Leon with glaring eyes,

"What if I say yes?" Cassey immediately rushed, Cassey knew clearly Leon's intention to meet with Zack. And Cassey didn't want that to happen, anyway,

"No!"

"Oh baby, I just want to push her so she'll make you realize sooner."

"No! Who are you really, really, a friend?! Why do you always defend Zack!"

"I'm your friend, so I don't want you to regret it. Come on!" Leon wrapped his hand around Cassey's waist, making it easier to drag Cassey.

Cassey nailed her body, aiming to keep Leon from dragging her. But Leon is still a man, stronger than Cassey. When Zack's desk was close, Cassey gave up. He walked along with Leon.

"Hi? Can join?" Greet Leon friendly,

"Please," Rey replied with a big smile, Cassey glanced at Zack. Cassey was grateful, Zack was staring at the wine glass he was holding. Cassey could not imagine, if only when he glanced. Zack was staring at him, Cassey was horrified.

"I'm Leon, Cassey's Assistant." Leon thrusts his hand at Rey, who is immediately responded by Rey, Cassey is very grateful Leon is a very sensitive person. So Leon knows himself not to thrust his hand at Zack who seems to not care about his whereabouts and Leon.

"You look elegant tonight Cass," Cassey turned her head, looking at Rey.

"Thank you, you're Leon too."

"I've never seen you next to Cassey?" rey's question was in a long conversation with Leon, Leon was easy to get along with. Meet with Rey who is chatty, of course they are very familiar. Many things they talked about, Cassey even just became a listener while occasionally paying attention around.

Cassey stared in amazement at the decor of the space, the stage and everything in the ballroom of the agency building that Cassey just knew. Because Wendy said, this ballroom is only used specifically for office party events. So for ordinary days this room is not open to the public,

When he got off the car, Cassey was quite confused, he thought he also had to pass the red carpet to enter the building. Fortunately, there was an employee who walked in using another door, so Cassey could follow him.

Cassey glanced at Zack, Zack still indifferent to his circumstances. Either way, it makes Cassey even more uncomfortable because of Zack's uncaring attitude.

"Sorry, I'm going to see Wendy." Rey and Leon immediately agreed, with Cassey immediately stepping away. His eyes stared at the entire room, looking for Wendy's figure.

"Hey!" Cassey jumped to a pat on her shoulder from behind, Cassey turned around.

"Oh! I'm sorry I surprised you." Cassey scratched his nape, staring shyly at Becca.

"alone?" Becca nodded, though,

"You looking for someone?" Cassey nodded, though,

"Let's go take it, it's not good to be alone at this festive party." Cassey laughed, nodding in agreement with Becca.

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Cassey turned the wine glass, looking at Becca who had just been called Zack to the side of the stage. Think of it as a cowardly Cassey, when he saw Zack step closer to him and Becca who was talking at first. Cassey immediately resigned herself there was a need with Becca before Zack arrived,

Cassey is still not ready to meet Zack directly, let alone talk. Cassey was still very embarrassed considering the kiss a few days ago, Cassey shook her head. Ugh, he really wants to forget that. Even Zack's only tuxedonya he left through Becca, though,

"Miss?" Cassey's shoulders were patted, as Cassey turned. Cassey found a female servant standing behind him,

"Yes?" The maid offered her a tray that contained a small box wrapped in a striking red velvet, like a ring box.

"There's something to leave this for you,"

"I? You're not the wrong guy?" Cassey stared in wonder,

"No, the guy was clearly pointing at you." Cassey took the box, though,

"From who?" the waiter shook his head,

"She didn't say her name, it's just that she told me. If you want to know, you can open the box." after saying that, the waiter immediately turned away. Cassey stared at the box confused, Cassey put down the glass he was holding.

Opening the red box, Cassey's forehead creased in confusion when he found the scrap paper inside.

'Look at the table of dishes in the corner of the room.'

Cassey lifted his head, matanua circling in the room. Look for a table of dishes that are in the corner, when finding the table in question. Cassey hurried over to the table,

On the table were various dishes, but only a dish in the corner of the table was still tightly closed. For some reason, Cassey felt a bad feeling. Especially when finding another memo attached to the lid of the dish.

'For my dear sister, Cassey.'

As Cassey began to feel his body vibrate violently, Cassey had not yet digested what was happening. But his body reacted immediately first, Cassey wanted to stay away. But his feet seemed to be unable to move at all,

"Cassey's? Isn't this your name? Since when do you have a sister?" Wendy appeared beside him, and Cassey stared at the dish in amazement,

"Well, your brother is really sweet. Even you're silent." Wendy nudged Cassey's shoulder softly,

"I'll open it" Cassey was about to forbid, but the noise of the iron lid fell to the floor with a loud cry from Wendy. Throat-catching Cassey, choking,

Cassey looked, saw clearly the contents of the lid. Two human eyeballs pierced with iron chopsticks, the rancid smell of human blood increasingly makes his throat choked. Cassey's body shook violently, though,

A faint glint continued to revolve on his brain, a blow with a whip, a cry for help, a cry for mercy. The hand that held the iron chopsticks floated up, piercing right at the right eye of a tall old man. Shouting, Blood, and blood.

Cassey covered his ears, muffling his ears so as not to hear the screams that lit up his ears. Cassey shouted, hoping that his screams could disguise the painful scream.

Cassey felt his body shake a few times, with difficulty Cassey tried to open his eyes. Cassey found a tall man clutching his shoulders, the man continued to speak. But somehow Cassey couldn't hear a word from the man.

Cassey closed her eyes, shouting out with all her might. After it was all dark, Cassey's body felt light. Like hovering.