Chapter 112 An Acquaintance

• Cassandra could sense his displeasure. Lowering her gaze, she smiled faintly. “I apologize, Mr. Fallon,” she said, her voice soft yet firm. “This is just how I am. It's how I act with people who oppose me.”
• Oppose her?
• Thaddeus clenched his fists, fighting back an unsettling agitation rising in his chest. It turned out, she still saw him as an enemy. But was it because of his offhand remarks, or something deeper, something about who he was at his core?