Cassidy's POV
Dante comes into the room and catches me staring at his laptop screen.
Immediately he shouts. "What are you doing?" And comes to grab it from me. "Never touch my laptop again!"
"No, I won't. I don't want to see the despicable things you've kept hidden in there. Why do you have a list of MMM victims and the amounts they've lost?" I question him.
"It's none of your business!"
I scoff and fold my arms. "And you want us to trust each other? How is that going to happen when you don't feel I should know basic things like this?"
"I'm not having this conversation with you," he says and carries the laptop with him out of the room. I trail behind him, insisting on getting my answers. "Why are you following me?" He turns around to ask.
"I need to be sure that you're not the o
