The Woman From Hell
Chapter 541

Chapter 541

Cassey was 20 years younger than Grayson, but she was his older sister.

This story began with Jackson Louis, Grayson's father, and his youngest wife.

Jackson's love for her reached an abnormal state.

After Cassey was born, he directly announced that she was the Louises' eldest daughter, which was indirectly announcing that his youngest wife was his rightful first wife.

This turned into the biggest joke in the Louises, inviting a wave of ridicule every time this was mentioned.

Cassey was pampered the day she was born and became the person with the highest status in the family. However, all the pampering had turned her into an arrogant and overbearing person.

This was my first time meeting her, but it did not leave a good impression on me.

"What's your name, Miss?" Cassey asked.

I pursed my lips. "Wanda Lane."

"Wanda Lane?" She was stunned for a moment. "You were the one who brought Petra to ruin?"

I pursed my lips and made no reply.

I did not have a good impression of the Louises, and after hearing the ridiculous things about Cassey, I did not intend to interact much with her.

"If you're here to give us trouble, then you can just say so. If not, then please go elsewhere," Tyler said coldly.

"Why should I give you trouble for no reason?" Cassey ran her fingers through her hair and let out an enchanting smile. "I'm here to make friends with Miss Lane."

Tyler and I frowned at the same time.

Cassey picked up a glass of wine and handed it to me. "To be honest, I hate Petra and her daughter. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. I want to be your friend."

She wanted to be my friend?

I did not forget the look of contempt she gave me when she came over earlier. Although it was now gone, I still could not bring myself to like her. I could not bring myself to socialize with arrogant people.

However, she was the Louises' daughter, so even if I did not want to socialize with her, there was no need t o offend her. Hence, I accepted the wine glass from her.

Cassey nodded in satisfaction and turned around to look at the young lady who was bullied earlier. "You'd better help her to the end or she's doomed."

I raised my eyebrow. "What do you mean?”

Cassey chuckled. "Although that fatty is just a nouveau riche, he has enough power to kill this young lady. He can't take it out on you and Mr. Schuman, so he’ll vent it out on her. I can assure you that the fatty will definitely find her and make her life a living hell."

After a pause, she continued, "How is it that a pampered lady like me can figure this out but not you? Is it because there are too many people protecting you?"

U H

Make friends? She must be here to pick a fight.

When the manager came back, he walked up to the lady and pulled a long face. "You know the rules here, Sara. Since you've chosen to work in this line, then you need to abide by the rules. Besides, you know very well that keeping him company for a night is equivalent to several days of your wage. Are you not here to earn money?"

Basically, he was telling her that honor could not coexist with shame. The lady's complexion alternated between red and white.

"You're here to earn money too, right?" I got up and walked over. "In that case, why don't I give you 31,000 dollars to get naked and do a sexy dance on the stage?" "You're joking, Miss," the manager quickly said.