Chapter 16: Chapter 16

Cassandra hid in a bunch of pipes near where Jethro was talking and the sophisticated and beautiful woman he called Jillian. Now she sees her personally and she concludes that she has something to be proud of. Besides rich it is very classy and it looks nice. Those diamonds are shining like neon lights applied to her skin. The woman's skin was soft and moist, away from her skin pulling at work and sunburn.

She was startled to hear Jethro's voice rise. She hid herself even more.

"Touch my Mom and I will fucking smash everyone's face." That's what she heard before it hit the windshield of the car. Cassandra saw blood dripping down his hand. She could physically see Jethro's anguish face but she could feel the pain drawing in his eyes. She couldn't help but wonder why Jethro reacted like that when she talked about her mother. Is there something she has to know about Donya Trinidad?

"Don’t fucking touch me Jillian. I might darken my sight and forget you're a woman!" Jillian backed away. She could see the classy woman being afraid of Jethro's enraged aura.

"Okay ... you just don't want your mother to be involved in the situation. Then do what our parents say. Let's meet tomorrow at Weds and Hearts. I want us to earn the wedding planner for our wedding together."

"Are you insane?"

"Yes I am insane Jethro. I am completely insane because of you. So you have only two choices you are going or you are going."

That's exactly what Cassandra heard. The wedding is moved and one of your big problems for her. They will meet the wedding planner tomorrow and he will never allow it to sell the land. She had to act. Hacie de Silvestre could not be sold, her father's memories were there and she would not allow the peasants who worked on the land to lose their homes and livelihoods.

Cassandra sighed. She thinks. She was restless as she sat in the shade of the high-rise pipe. Earlier the two left. Something went through Cassandra's mind. She does not doubt that. She had no other choice but the scene formed in her brain.

Jethro took one small step between the stairs leading to the fancy mansion. His mother was there when his eyes lay upon the French lounge. His mother was sitting on the stairs as tears welled up in her eyes. He approached the mother. He jumped up and hugged her and sobbed softly on her arm.

He then turned his gaze to his father who was sipping coffee in front of the kitchen holding the business tabloid. He glared at it. His forehead waved as his fist clenched.

"Don't give me that look Jethro. I just want to wake your mother up that I can still be followed in this house." His father started, Jethro wanted to darken his eyes and beat his father but he did not want his mother to get even worse.

"By doing what! By invading our personal life I just want to let you know that you are not holding us by the neck. Mom and I aren't your puppet. We are your family!" His mother held his arm.

"Oh fuck! I almost forgot you didn't accept us as your family. We are just a bargain to you that you are willing to sell if necessary. You're a worthless father!"

"Enough!" His Mother poked his in the back but Jethro did not budge from his Mother’s cry.

"I did not raise you immodestly Jethro. I did not give you luxuries just for you to scream on my face."

"Why Dad? Isn't it true? Everything I say is true. You haven't treated us as you're family. Do you think I don't know what you did to Mom while I was in the States? You are a definition of a useless husband to Mom and father to me! You cannot even treat Mom as your wife properly. And never say you raised me well because you haven't been there once. I am a bastard for God's sake and I do not want to be your blood relative! "

His father slapped him so hard. But his face did not seem to move. He just bit his lower lip and stared at his father furiously.

"Thank you and I have respect for Mom. Because if not you have been trapped for a long time."

"Just because I gave you a high position in the company you have the right to brag to me. Prove it to me before you embarrass yourself. You're always a disgrace to this family."

"I don't have anything to prove to you. Everything I do now is for Mom alone. And I want to prove to you that we can stand alone, I want my mother's freedom."

"Why don't you ask your mother there if she wants to leave the mansion before you spit it into my face?"

He turned to his mother. She closes her eyes and is shaken to see it crying and her eyes begging them not to leave.

"See your mom says no. She wants to be here in the mansion. You could always go if you want but as long as you are in the mansion you will follow me." It sat as if it did not care what was happening. Jethro was furious, he could do nothing. Even if he wanted to leave the mansion, he could do it but just like he said he could not leave his mother. He could not really figure out what his mother's extreme reason was that he still wanted to stay in the mansion even though he knew the situation. Shit! He could do nothing but obey all his father's commands.

"I moved the wedding next month and I bet Jillian told you that. There's no need for you to do anything. Just accompany Jillian on her walks and I will do the rest."

"Shit! Fuck off that wedding!"

"Stop cursing me Jethro. Your Mama will have even more difficulty. Just do as I say and we will run smoothly here in the mansion." it sounded like a sip of coffee.

"All right, son, just follow your Daddy" Her mother with tears in her eyes.

"I hate this life. I hate it." He said. He turned to go upstairs.

"Wait a sec." He stopped climbing when his father spoke again. "It seems that you are going to that hacienda more often. I talked to the Asta Lonias and they plan to sign a contract to buy the land. I want the contract to be ready as soon as possible before the wedding. Maybe business the reason you visit the hacienda isn't it? "

"None of your business" He just smirked before climbing.

For the first time in his life he was worried. He has so much to think about and prioritize. One of them was to save Cassandra from disappearing from his sight. He needs to work fast.

His mother followed him into the room. He was changing his shirt as it entered. Carry your first aid kit. His hand was the first to caress it; he just let his mother do it.

"Son forgive me, I will not be able to defend you in front of your Daddy." She burst into tears as she sat next to him on the bed.

"Mom that's fine, but I hope next time you learn to defend yourself. Fight back with Dad it doesn't make sense what he is doing to you." He said. The mother did not answer.

"Why do you still want to stay here! I could get you out of this horrible place away from Dad. But it seems like you didn't want to. What's your reason for staying here Mom?"

"He’s still my Husband Jethro and as a wife I need to be with him. Maybe that reason is superficial for you but you can also understand me why."

"Oh fuck that marriage. It's only you who honours it." He fisted the blanket.

"Just son, just follow your Daddy. I want you to prove him that we deserve to stay here."

"Tsk." He just shook his head. "I'll do as you say, I will follow what Dad says but nothing will stop me from doing anything else.

I will find my own happiness. He only wants total marriage, right? So be it. "The mother stopped treating his wound. Before the mother came out she said something to him but hhe ignored it. He had something else on his mind and that was the girl Cassandra.

The next day Cassandra was ready. She is already dressed in her best dress, sleeveless, blue in colour and thigh-length up to her nude 3-inch stiletto. She deliberately combed her hair to make her look regal. She paired it with pearl earrings bought from a sale back in Divisoria. It is not obvious that it is fake because the stone's lustre is unique. She grabbed the Hermes bag gift of the rich friend Margarita. Her last touch on the body was the Prada heels also given by Marga and nude lipstick that she did not know what the brand was. She looks regal and classic.

She is already in front of the Weds and Hearts. SHe read the written packages outside. It offers wedding planning services from bridal gowns, groom's tux and even the wedding reception. She did not go inside first. She dialled the friend number on the device.

"I'm nervous Margarita." she said.

"Cut the crap Cas. What are you going to do?"

"I'm doing what you said. I'm making my move to the spotlight."

"What!" She moved her ear a little away from the speaker. "Why is it so sudden? Isn't it too early for you to do that? You are not yet sure if what you did to the man really worked."

"There is no need to delay Marga. I need to risk everything I have. I don't have time to hold back, I told Mom everything and she's willing to support me. Also, I heard that the wedding will be earlier than as expected so I need to act. "

"Go for it girl. Just don't give up, I've told you before that rich individuals are of high might and pride I've met so many people so be careful."

"Thank you for the advice Marga. I need to go, here I am waiting." She put down her cell phone to see what was coming. It was Jillian, in her car and went straight into the stall. She did not come out of hiding at first. She waits for the man to arrive and then he shows up.

Cassandra did not fail. Aboard his Blue Ford is Jethro. It was getting closer to where she was so she pushed herself deeper into hiding behind the parked vehicles. Once inside, she then touched the make-up on the side mirror of the car. She put a little blush on and a thin line of lipstick on the lip. She arranged the hair in bundles. In the look she prepared, she looks very regal and classic. She let out a sigh of relief before finally entering.

She was greeted by one of the wedding agents.

"Ma'am, what can we do for you? Will you measure the wedding gown?" She said to her. She looked around; her eyes found the intentionally sitting in the back talking to an agent.

"I want to see you're new offers. Can I look at the bridal gowns and groom's tux?"

"Sure Ma'am. Let's take a seat please."

She preceded it. She deliberately passed in front of them and Cassandra did not fail to get his attention. She saw Jethro's eyes widen when he saw her. She smirked at him and sat down at the next table. After that, she looked at Jillian very much. It looked bad on her and there was a wave of her forehead. She ignored it, because she was focusing on the agent she was talking to.

"These are all our bridal gown designs Ma'am. You can also choose the groom's tux here."

Cassandra has been plagued by expensive clothing prices. She seems to have choked on millions of worth of designs in front of her. But she did not reveal it, she glanced at it. She was immediately irritated to see Jillian cling to Jethro's arm. She felt a little suffocated, she noticed Jethro glancing at her. She did not look away. Cassandra did something out cautious.

She bit her lower lip and caressed her thigh. She looked back at the man's face; her eyes were seducing him, tempting him to touch her. She squeezed the tangled strand of hair from the tie between her ears, and then Cassandra stuck her tongue out for a few seconds. She read herown lips. Her creamy eyes then eyed Jethro, it smirked. She was no longer surprised that Jillian looked at her badly. She was even more pleased with the teasing.

"It seems to me that you are pre-occupied with other things Jeth. Let me guess useless things?" she heard Jillian speak. She knew he was being targeted by what it said.

"Jillian stop. I gave you what you wanted so can you please shut up and finish this shit!"

"Okay fine! But I hope you focus on this instead of putting your itch on your body first." Jillian gazed at him. She saw it because she had been looking at it before. She just smiled at her.

"I want to see the groom's tux." she smiled broadly at the agent.

"Is your groom here Ma'am? Maybe we could include him so you can choose better."

"Sadly, he had another business meeting or should I say business related appointments. But I believe that will come any minute from now." She eyed Jethro. The crazy guy smiles secretly and it seems that he is happy with what she is doing. She saw Jillian's nose smoke as she looked at her.

"Is that so Ma'am."

"Why not ... just measure him." He pointed to Jethro. Jillian was surprised at what she did. It pushed standing up. "what?" confused response of the agent in front.

"Why don't you just measure the tuxedo with him? I can see from here that they are the same as my fiancé’s body built up." Jethro looked at her while smiling. He stood up as if ready to obey what she was commanding.

"P-but Ma'am." He stopped the agent from speaking.

"Maybe it’s okay for you Miss to let me borrow your fiancé, right? It's just for fitting." Gosh, she already claims Jillian's fiancé but she seems happy. Jillian clung to Jethro's arm.

"No. Can't you see were busy in here? If you have nothing to do with your life Miss, Why not go back to the jungle were you belong."

"Ouch that hurts! I'm just asking if you lend your fiancé. If not then fine, you don't have to say bad things. Unless the jungle is much happier than your place." He smiled and without hesitation returned to his seat.

"What did you say? Boring?"

"I never said that. You said that. If you'll excuse me, I'm still shopping for what my fiancee will wear for our wedding." He is already taking over Jethro. She is owning the man.

Cassandra was surprised to see Jillian in front of her. It landed on the floor holding the wedding booklet enough to distract everyone present. Fortunately, they and the agents were the only people inside.

"Is that how you talk to people? Cutting the conversation in the middle of the sentence, if I were you go and look for another distraction" It came a little closer to her ear. "You wouldn't dare to see my bad side"

But Cassandra was not intimidated. She've seen a lot of those and she knows how to counter it.

"I won't mind finding another hobby. But if my usual hobby is more exciting than I can find. I had tendencies never to let go."

"Oh really? Have you ever heard of Jillian Elverio before? How ruthless and powerful she is?"

"S-sorry. I was not informed of the tagline of your name."

"Then perhaps I should inform you personally." Cassandra frowned as Jillian stepped on her foot. Jethro approached to stop them.

"Jillian that's enough" She kicked Jillian away but it did not move even more it pressed the step on her foot.

"Come on Jeth, is this woman Trina mentioned Cassandra. I wouldn't mind giving her a warm welcome." Cassandra's patience was exhausted. She rubbed Jillian's hand, using her other feet she pushed her foot causing it to almost trip over the heel she was wearing.

"You're done Jillian. I bet you won't like what I do when I get revenge."

"Is that a threat do you know who you are up against? Elverio is one of the most influential names in this province and a lowly uneducated like you imposes a threat like that. How pathetic" She rubbed her hand on her chest and rolled her eyes at her.

"Uneducated maybe but this, uneducated will soon be a thorn in your way. It may even be a reason to delay your marriage." She looked at Jethro's behaviour. The man seemed to be happy with the scene he saw just smiling at her he was even surprised when she thumbs up.

"All I have to do is to prick that thorn and burn it so it won't be a hindrance."

"I hope I am just a thorn that you can easily burn or drill Jillian." it irritated her.

"For now since I have introduced myself to you, maybe this is the exact time for me not to hide anymore. You need to see the woman, who will perform a big role in your life."

"Let's see about that." it raised an eyebrow at her.

"I will not take that Miss. I have to make my fiancé decide what he wants." She slipped the Hermes bag she was carrying. She looked at Jethro and approached him.

"Mind if I do this to him?" She kissed Jethro on the cheek. The man was shocked by what she did. She pressed her body against his. She saw the smoke on her nose and was ready to rush into her fist.

"Save you're breathe Jillian. Looks like you'll see the uneducated woman you say again."

She immediately left the establishment. Shit! Now I have no plans to back down. She can no longer back down and even if she wants to do that she cannot bring herself back. She now wanted to own Jethro for good.