Female Novel
Chapter 949
The two bodyguards had already hauled Omar to the first floor. They initially planned to shove him out
the stairs, but they feared getting caught by the paparazzi and causing a scandal for the Star Movie
group.
So, they dragged Omar to the flower bed and dumped him in.
Omar had driven himself here and probably didn't expect to pass out from Maja's fury. Even more
unexpected was that instead of calling an ambulance, she had him tossed out.
When Omar woke up, his suit was covered in dust, and passing cars stirred up more.
He lay there in the roadside flower bed, with no one bothering to take him to a hospital.
Word quickly spread in the circle about how Maja had dumped an unconscious Omar out of the
building.
Many people found it hard to believe. Everyone knew that Omar was a slippery character and wouldn't
take this lying down.
Plus, the Casson family were bound to choose him as the next heir. Eden had already made that clear.
Didn't Maja fear his revenge?
Everyone assumed Omar would strike back at any cost.
But hours passed, there was no sign of action from Omar.
Maja personally sent Cornelia off on a private plane in the early morning. Omar had no way of getting
any info.
Cornelia wouldn't be back for two months, so she held Maja's hand tightly, her eyes reddening, unable
to say a word.
Maja just hugged her tightly and warned her, "The director is notorious for his bad temper. Call us if he
gives you a hard time, but don't get into a fight with him. His reputation precedes him in North America.
He's chewed out a lot of stars, and it's not personal."
"Mr. Pennyfeather, I'll repay your kindness."novelbin
Maja didn't quite understand the significance of that statement yet.
Maja stood there as the plane took off, craning her neck to watch it until it was out of sight.
She wasn't worried about Omar's revenge at all. She heard he woke up in the afternoon, but he was
too busy searching for Cornelia by the river to bother with revenge.
Alma was confined in the Casson family's mansion, unable to leave. After this lesson, Omar wouldn't
let Alma interact with others.
Alma, without the Casson family's support, was no threat.
A week later, Omar's men were still searching for Cornelia but to no avail.
Omar officially took over the Casson family. Those who didn't obey him were sent off to outlying areas.
Rumor had it that Eden tried to stop him, but Omar sent him off to an island overseas to retire,
effectively putting him under house arrest.
Everyone in the circle said Eden was like a man blinded by his own pet eagle. But one way or another,
Omar had solidified his position and took full control of all Casson family businesses.
Alma thought she'd live a good life once her brother took over the Casson family. But she was confined
to her room, not allowed to leave.
She started refusing food and even threatened suicide.
The caretakers couldn't stand it anymore and let her out.
Alma went downstairs immediately and saw her brother.
Omar had lost a lot of weight in a week. He was always a dark figure, but now he was even colder.
Especially when he saw Alma, his face was immediately cold and emotionless.
Alma was happy at first, but seeing him like this, her legs went weak.
But years of living together made her instinctively act cute.
"Bro, you've locked me up for a week now. Wasn't that enough? I know I was wrong, really."
She ran over and grabbed his arm tightly, "You promised mom to take care of me. Now you're the heir
of the Casson family, and you can protect me better. Don't treat me like this. We're siblings."
The pent-up anger finally boiled over in Omar's blood, and he exploded like a volcano.
"Can you bring Cornelia back if I take care of you?"
He pulled his hand back and pushed Alma away.
"Can you?" His voice was light, scaring Alma into a stupor.
She sat on the ground, dazed, for a long time before she reacted. Then she got angry too.
"Are you going to imprison your sister for a lifetime for a nobody? I really don't understand. You've slept
with her. What's there to pine for?"
"Slap!"
Omar slapped her, his rage barely under control.
He glared at her, his voice hoarse.
"Locking you up is to protect you. Otherwise, I would have killed you long ago."