Cassie stepped out of Derek’s office with him and she was still wearing the same outfit she was dressed in when she’d showed up at the penthouse earlier. When she saw Rachel, she looked at her from head to toe with disgust before she burst out laughing.
“What is this clown doing here?” She asked in between laughs. “What the fuck are you wearing?”
“Cassie,” said Derek in a warning tone.
“What is she doing here?” Rachel asked him.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Cassie answered, then she turned toward Derek and kissed him, smudging her red lipstick all over his lips.
He broke the kiss and gently pushed her away. “What the hell are you doing?” He asked irritably.
“Oh, stop it, Derek. It’s too late to act innocent now,” she said and giggled.
“Leave, now,” said Derek quietly. His temper was simmering and Cassie was the cause of it.