All Chapters of Abandoned In Prison, Now They Regret!: Chapter 231
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CHAPTER 231
Few days later, Princewill woke up ready for a meeting one with investors from different countries and powerful groups whereby they were to have a joint meeting on signing. He arrived and was greeted by everyone. The boardroom was already full. Leather chairs lined the long polished table, each occupied by people who rarely waited for anyone. Men and women whose schedules were carved into stone, whose time was measured in leverage and consequence. The air was cool, conditioned, sharp with quiet expectation. Princewill adjusted his cufflinks for the third time in under a minute. This meeting mattered, it was the most important one of them all. It was the final stage of negotiations... a partnership that would cement months of maneuvering, closed-door discussions, and carefully balanced egos. Princewill had flown back into the city barely forty-eight hours earlier, carrying the weight of unfinished business and the echo of a night he hadn’t allowed himself to examine too
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Princewill did not follow her immediately, how could he? He stood alone in the side room long after Cassandra had left, the echo of her calm voice still reverberating through him. 'You disappeared.' It was not accused but simply stated like a fact that could not be negotiated away. That was the problem, he was excellent at negotiation. But facts especially emotional ones had a way of resisting leverage. By the time he returned to his office, the building was quieter. The meeting had officially ended, but its aftermath had only just begun. Assistants moved in efficient silence, phones rang and schedules were rearranged. Everything continued, except him. Princewill sat at his desk, staring at a document without reading a word. Cassandra’s presence had fractured his focus in a way no rival ever had. She hadn’t raised her voice, she hadn’t demanded anything, nor even looked wounded. She’d simply… stood her ground. And somehow, that had undone him more thoroug
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Cassandra after walking out on Princewill was so upset. It is safe to she was on fire. The door shut behind her with more force than necessary. Cassandra Finnegan didn’t slam doors. She closed them... decisively, elegantly, the way she closed boardroom negotiations and hostile takeovers. But Tonight? well, the door felt her mood. Her heels clicked sharply against the marble floor as she dropped her bag onto the console table, the leather making a dull thud that echoed through the quiet apartment. The penthouse lights were still dimmed the way she’d left them that morning, cool, calculated and untouched. The city skyline glowed beyond the glass walls, it stretched out beneath her like a living thing. Normally, that sight grounded her. Tonight, it did nothing. She exhaled sharply, fingers sliding up to her temple. “Unbelievable,” she muttered. Princewill. The name alone made her jaw tighten and her pulse betray her in the same breath. How could one man be
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Cassandra stared at her laptop screen like it had personally offended her. The email sat there politely, composed and unmistakably him. "I enjoyed our last encounter more than I expected. Dinner? No agendas, no negotiations. Just honesty." —Princewill She closed the laptop, hard. “Nope.” Mabel, sprawled across the opposite couch with her legs tucked under her, lifted her head slowly. Her eyes narrowed. “Don’t tell me you just did what I think you did.” “I’m not replying,” Cassandra said flatly, reaching for her phone instead, as if distraction might save her. Mabel sat upright. “You already replied, didn’t you?” “No.” “Then why are you acting like you committed a crime?” Cassandra sighed and dropped back against the chair. “Because I shouldn’t.” Mabel crossed her arms. “Why?” “Because he’s a complication.” Mabel scoffed. “Cassie, your life is a complication. You thrive on them.” Cassandra rubbed her forehead. “He emailed me three times.” Mabel’s eye
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Javier didn’t follow them... how could he? He stood exactly where he was, frozen in place as Cassandra walked away without a backward glance... her hand resting lightly on the arm of the man beside her, her posture calm, composed, untouched by the disruption he had tried to cause. That was what cut deepest, not the dismissal. Not the presence of another man. But the ease, she looked… lighter and younger. Radiant in a way she had never been with him. The restaurant doors opened for them, and the valet hurried forward as if summoned by something more than money his presence, perhaps. Power, the kind that didn’t need to announce itself. Javier watched as the car pulled up. A car that didn’t scream luxury. It embodied it, low, sleek, dark and quietly expensive in the way that only real wealth ever was. The driver stepped out first, opening the rear door with practiced precision. Princewill turned slightly, his hand settling at Cassandra’s lower back. Not possessi
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Princewill ever since his encounter with Javier or whatever he was called, had replayed the scene more times than he cared to admit. Not because of the man, but because of Cassandra. The way her spine had straightened the moment the stranger spoke her name. The way her eyes had cooled... not afraid, not shaken, just closed. The way she had walked away without drama, without explanation, as if she had done it before all of that unsettled him. He wasn’t a man who liked mysteries attached to people he was beginning to care about and truth be told, he was beginning to care. He stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse that evening, jacket discarded, sleeves rolled back, the city stretching endlessly beneath him. The lights below flickered like restless thoughts. Who was Javier? A former colleague? A threat? A man who thought he still had a claim? Princewill disliked unfinished equations and this was beginning to cause some confusion. His phone buzz
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The resort was alive the very next evening... Lanterns glowed softly along winding stone paths, music drifted lazily from hidden speakers, and laughter rose and fell like the tide itself. The air smelled of salt, citrus, and something indulgent... freedom, perhaps. Cassandra hadn’t laughed like this in a long time. Not the polite, measured laugh she offered at boardrooms or charity galas. This was unguarded, here she was free and open. Her head tipped back as Princewill said something quietly ridiculous, his voice low, conspiratorial, meant only for her. She covered her mouth instinctively, eyes bright, shoulders shaking as she tried and failed to contain her giggles. “Stop,” she laughed, nudging him lightly. “People will stare.” “I don’t mind,” he said, eyes warm. “Let them.” They stood near the pool, the water reflecting dancing lights from above. Guests lounged nearby, some dipping their feet in, others nursing drinks and conversations that felt distant and
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She swallowed. “I slipped,” she repeated, but the words sounded thin even to her own ears. Princewill studied her face, the tension in her jaw, the way her fingers curled into the fabric like she was holding herself together by force. “That’s not all, there is something else, isn't it?” he said softly. Silence stretched between them. Cassandra exhaled shakily and looked away. “I didn’t fall alone,” she said. Princewill didn’t move, but something in him sharpened. “…What do you mean?” She closed her eyes, “He pulled me out.” Princewill’s voice was steady, but low. “Who did?” Her heart pounded, every instinct in her screamed to protect the fragile peace they’d been building to keep this night unbroken. But the past had already broken the surface. “There’s someone,” she said carefully. “From before.” Princewill straightened slightly, giving her space without withdrawing. “Someone you know?” he asked. “Yes.” “Someone who followed you here?” She hesitate
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“Despite the way he made you feel small and uncertain? Like you had to even earn basic decency?” “Stop,” Cassandra whispered. “No,” Mabel said firmly. “I won’t.” She stepped even closer, eyes fierce. “You don’t get to rewrite history because he dove into a pool.” Cassandra’s voice cracked. “I never said I was going back to him.” “But you’re entertaining the idea,” Mabel shot back. “And that terrifies me.” Cassandra looked up then, tears brimming. “You think I don’t hate myself for even hesitating?” Mabel’s anger faltered but it was only for a moment. “Then why the hell are you hesitating?” “Because he knew me,” Cassandra said. “Because he saw me before I built all this armor. Because when he looked at me tonight, it felt familiar.” “Familiar doesn’t mean safe,” Mabel said immediately. “Poison can be familiar too, he was the reason why you wore an armour in the first place.” Cassandra pressed her lips together. “And Princewill?” Mabel asked quietly. “Where
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“Do what?” “Say the thing that makes it impossible for me to lie to myself.” Mabel smirked. “I take my role very seriously.” Cassandra grew quiet again. “Do you think I’m weak?” she asked suddenly. Mabel’s expression changed instantly. “What?” “For even having this conversation,” Cassandra said. “For not being completely over him.” Mabel shook her head. “No. I think you’re human.” She leaned closer. “Weak would be running back. Weak would be calling him. Weak would be pretending what he did wasn’t abuse just because he looked heroic for five seconds.” Cassandra nodded slowly. “So what do I do?” she asked. Mabel didn’t answer immediately. “First,” she said, “you stop confusing visibility with value.” Cassandra frowned. “What does that mean?” “It means Javier wants to be seen,” Mabel explained. “Not because he loves you. But because he can’t stand being irrelevant.” She paused. “And Princewill? He doesn’t need to insert himself dramatically to matter.”