A Graduation Gift

With time, Cassandra had gotten used to Lionel's rude attitude and his constant ridicule.

So, as the little woman took the documents, she swiftly walked out of the room without bothering to take another glance at Lionel. She completely ignored his presence.

Glaring at Cassandra's back as she left, he could do nothing but to curse in fury. From the moment he took over at the helm of the company, he had gravitated towards a reign of terror. No one could challenge his word, and he made employees scamper at his command. He was only a few steps from a completely irrational despot, who would ruin the company if he was not axed sooner than later. Here, he was like an emperor. However, this little, gutsy woman stubbornly refused to toe the line. It was driving him mad.

"Damn! You will regret it!"

Lionel ground his teeth as he watched her walking away.

The spacious office was fitted with crystal-clear floor to ceiling windows that allowed a panoramic view of the outside. After she returned to her own office, she concentrated on her work. She was getting so deeply immersed that she forgot about the time, until it was already dark outside.

"Manager Qin, it's time to go home," a man's voice gently reminded.

It was Joel, paying a courtesy call on his boss before getting off work.

In the mean time, Cassandra was still working on the design. It was half-way through, and innovative ideas were freely flowing. Afraid that her insipiration might be gone, she wanted to go on. After all, ideas didn't come easy, and as an artiste, she knew how to seize the moment.

"You go ahead. I will be done after I finish my drawing," she replied, without taking her eyes off the drawing.

It struck Joel as odd that his new boss - a woman, was such a workaholic. By experience, working overtime was a quality he had come to associate only with men. But this woman was proving him wrong. When she ignored his reminder, Joel stood there, awed by her diligence. After a moment, he nodded in admiration and quietly left.

Then, darkness fell.

Anticipating that she might work late into the night, Cassandra called her father-in-law so they wouldn't expect her to come home early. Horace, though surprised to hear that Cassandra was so keen to work, was impressed with her attitude.

to the otherwise dark night. Under the bright

Qin, you are still

her out of her reverie. Squinting, she raised her head and

and arms, trying to shake off the the strain of

was almost done. All she needed was just some fine-tuning, and that would be it.

my friends nearby. Then I thought you might still be working, so I brought you some food. I guess you haven't had your

the package of food to Cassandra with one hand, and closed

Cassandra didn't notice anything odd about him. She eyed her assistant with appreciation and happily took the food he had bought for her. His kindness was so unexpected and timely. 'It's so nice

Joel," Cassandra thanked

he brought together with the food. Just then, she

closely watched her gobble the coffee, his eyes darted around the room,

was still up, Joel secretly

she drained the coffee, the woman started to feel a burning sensation in the gut. The air-conditioner was functioning and she could feel it spew a steady stream of cool air. Why did she suddenly

Qin, what's happening? Are

drawing even closer to Cassandra.

her eyes open. Touching her head with the back

like I'm burning up! I'm

continue to support herself, she leaned back to the high back seat behind, beads of sweat forming over

be working too hard. Are you feeling tired? Can I give you a massage

up his cheek, and without waiting for her consent, he moved behind Cassandra, ready for his nefarious scheme.

Cassandra, but the air in the room seemed to turn warm. It was the atmosphere he wanted. As he was about to start his next move, the phone on the table