Chapter 828

At this moment, the attendant brought a glass of warm milk. I pushed the glass to Cassey, only to

have i t pushed back to me. "I've long been weaned.”

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Her languid demeanor made me so mad. I glared at her and said, "You're not allowed to drink

anymore.”

"Okay." Cassey looked innocent. "I'm in a bad mood. If I don't drink alcohol when I'm in a bar, then

what should I drink?”

I pursed my lips and looked at the waiter. "Give her a glass of watermelon juice."

Cassey was stunned. "How did you know I like drinking watermelon juice?"

"I saw you drinking it several times," I replied.

"What a pity." Cassey sighed. "How great would it be if you were a man? I wouldn't have to marry

Caleb, then."

I sneered and said without mercy, "Even if I were a man, you’re not the type that I like either."

"Bah!” Cassey became angry suddenly. "Even if I’m your type, I still won’t like you."

"Who was the one who said just now that she wouldn't have to marry Caleb if I were a man?"

Cassey's mood was slightly better after we bickered with each other.

I looked downstairs and froze when I saw a familiar figure.

Cassey saw me constantly looking downstairs and looked over curiously as well. "What are you

looking a t?"

"The lady sitting at the card table looks a little familiar." I pointed it out to her.

"Oh?" Cassey was nonchalant at first, but after looking in the direction for two minutes, her

expression grew serious. "If you look closely at the man sitting beside her, you'll find him even more

familiar."

The man had his back facing us. After what she said, I started looking closely as well.

"Tyler?" It was hard for me to recognize.

Cassey shrugged. "Your brother is still such a player."

I took another look at the familiar-looking lady and finally knew who she was. It turned out it was

Sara.

My expression sank. "What is he doing with that woman?"

Cassey shrugged, looking a little used to it. "It's all too normal to see ladies beside a player like

Tyler, not to mention a hot one who offers herself to him. Don't worry. He'll change when he's sick of

her."

I had a very poor impression of Sara on the night Susan was about to deliver.

Although I hated her, Tyler insisted on messing around with her. I had no way of stopping him.

I was only worried about Susan. I had a feeling that Sara had a lot to do with why she had lost so

much weight after giving birth.

Cassey saw me stand up and quickly pressed me down. "What are you going to do, Missy?”

"Do you know when men are most well-behaved? It's when they’re in a photo hanging on a wall.

You can stop him this time but can you stop him the next time?”

Cassey sighed and continued, "Listen to me and just let him be."

When I saw them embracing each other intimately on the first floor, I felt tremendously suffocated.

"I’m afraid he'll regret it later."

The waiter brought a glass of watermelon juice over. Cassey picked up the glass and took a sip

while saying in delight, "I think what you should be most worried about now is Susan taking the child

and leaving once and for all. You once thought about leaving when Theo couldn't leave Cindy back

then, so why won't Susan? Once she has been hurt and disappointed enough, she'll most likely

take the child and leave for good."