Chapter 192

The call came from Michael's grandma Agnes. As for how she even got her private number, Cassandra didn't bother digging into it. She just felt it was time to deal with some stuff. If not, well, Michael's whole "bring Cody home" plan was going to be stuck on pause. She briefly told Michael, then dressed to the nines, and took his luxury car to the restaurant for the meeting. As soon as she stepped in, a waiter led her straight to the private room. And yep-people were already there. Agnes and Gertie. Oh, and of course, Julie, just as expected. Julie shot her a smug, challenging look. Cassandra just curled her lips into a faint smile, didn't say a word, and walked in calmly. "Grandma, Mrs. Anderson, sorry for being late!" "Who's your grandma?" Agnes snapped, giving her a sideways glare before pointedly looking away. Gertie let out a tiny sigh, clearly not in the mood to argue, and turned to Cassandra with a warm smile. "Cassie, come sit here by mommy, okay?" Cue the awkward silence. Mommy