Franklin couldn't shake it off. No matter how much time passed, the image of Evelyn disrespecting Cassie kept replaying in his head like a bad memory that refused to fade.
It sat heavy in his chest, sharp and uncomfortable. He hated it. More than that, he hated how casually she'd done it, like Cassie's kindness made her weak, like she was someone you could step on without consequences.
And even now, despite Cassie gently pleading for mercy on Evelyn's behalf, Franklin still couldn't understand it. If anything, it made him angrier.
Cassie was too soft sometimes. Too forgiving. People like Evelyn thrived on that.
'She needs to learn her place,' he thought coldly.
And what better way than to make her work under the very woman she had disrespected? Humility had a way of growin
