Goodbye Scumbag, Hello True Love novel Chapter 1

The upscale club in Belvery was a hotspot for the wealthy, where everything reeked of money and status.

A slender, delicate hand rested on the door handle. The woman it belonged to was ready to open the door when a familiar voice could be heard from inside the room.

"Cassandra? I'm bored with her," Aidan Ziegler said, taking a drag from his cigarette. He exhaled slowly, his voice full of smug indifference.

Others in the private room laughed along. "Can't blame you. No matter how stunning she is, she'll get boring sooner or later."

"But Aidan, are you really willing to let her go? You've been together three years, and you chased her for ages."

"Right! And Cassandra is gorgeous, with a figure better than any celebrity."

"Why wouldn't I let her go? I prefer a woman who's sweet and delicate. Clara's gentle and affectionate. I've been hooked on her for a while now. Being on and off with Cassandra these past few years has been tiresome." Aidan scoffed, his charming eyes tinged red from the alcohol, giving him a slightly jaded look.

"Damn! You're with Clara now? Isn't she Cassandra's stepsister? So you went for both of them?"

Aidan smirked, thoroughly enjoying himself. "Clara's sweet and innocent. Every time she calls me, it just melts my heart."

"You're something else, man. Definitely our role model. But yeah, women are just toys anyway."

"But she is..."

The room was filled with laughter. Cassandra Callum stood outside the door, gripping the handle tightly. She heard every word clearly.

Aidan's words felt like icy blades stabbing into her heart. She never imagined that Aidan had already hooked up with Clara Callum.

Cassandra took a deep breath, then decisively pushed the door open.

The lively private room suddenly fell silent. Everyone exchanged nervous glances, unsure whether Cassandra had overheard.

Lucas Olson, who was one of Aidan's closest and smartest friends, quickly stepped up to ease the tension. "Hey, Cassandra. Come sit down and have a drink."

Cassandra ignored him, walked straight up to Aidan, and spoke coldly. "Aidan, we're done. Let's break up."

Without another word, Cassandra picked up a glass of red wine from the table and threw the drink at Aidan's face. She then turned and walked away without so much as a backward glance.

Dripping with wine, Aidan's face twisted in anger. He snorted coldly. "Cassandra, if you leave this room tonight, we're completely over."

His tone was full of confidence, knowing he had always controlled their relationship.

During these three years, he'd dated celebrities, college beauties, and even his own employees. Cassandra had always turned a blind eye.

They'd broken up many times, but Cassandra was always the first to give in. So, Aidan didn't believe she was serious this time.

Cassandra paused, and Aidan smirked, believing she'd regretted it already.

However, without any hesitation, Cassandra walked out of the private room.

Aidan's expression froze.

One of his friends advised, "Aidan, Cassandra seems really upset this time. You should go after her."

"Go after her? Are you kidding? She'll come crawling back in two hours. I don't need to coax her." He spoke as if Cassandra were merely his pet dog.

His friends stopped trying to convince him, remembering how Cassandra had always come back within an hour. They figured this time would be no different.

...

After leaving the room, Cassandra collided with someone approaching from the opposite direction.

The distinct scent of a man enveloped her, making her feel strangely flushed.

The man's top button was undone on his black shirt, revealing a glimpse of his attractive collarbone. Paired with crisp black trousers, he exuded a mature charm and elegance.

The dim lighting outlined his striking features—cold, aloof, yet alluringly restrained.

He furrowed his brow slightly, preparing to leave.

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