Chapter 178

Cassandra caught Mara walking toward her from the corner of her eye, her lips curling into a knowing smirk. Yeah, she could already guess what Mara was up to. Mara strutted right up like she owned the place, chin slightly raised, and threw down the gauntlet with a challenge. "Cassandra, got the guts to face me in a shooting match?" Cassandra let out a cold chuckle. "Sorry, I don’t waste time on people I’ve already beaten." Mara’s face twitched. That birthday party incident flashed in her mind—Cassandra crashing in and spilling the beans about how she’d lost Faye’s pendant in a street race. That bombshell made her grandpa backpedal on announcing her as the heir to the Hawthorne Jewelry Group. Yeah, she hadn’t forgotten. Her eyes chilled with barely hidden hatred. She clenched her fists and sneered, "What, you don’t even know how to shoot and now you're playing all high and mighty to cover it up? Ha!" "Oh, I’ll play your little game," Cassandra replied coolly. "But just a plain ol’ match