A Graduation Gift

Despite Cassandra's frightened expressions, Lionel chose to ignore her fear completely.

His hand stroked Cassandra's cheek, making her frown. She tried to slide away under his fingers, her eyes deeper than before.

"I don't mind doing anything in the car..." Lionel said while his finger lingering over her face down to her neck.

Cassandra evaded his touch, disgusted. She was growing impatient and simply wished to escape his company.

She remained silent but her body language was enough to indicate how much she hated Lionel's touch.

"Do you really hate me that much? Just a while ago when Rufus was here and you were standing so close to him, you didn't seem to mind it at all. What's the matter now?" Lionel said, grumpily.

He fumed with jealousy and her disgusted face made him even more angry.

"We were just talking about business. Rufus has been working overtime for the company's sake for weeks now. Today, he just happened to come over and ask about the progress of the project. It's just work, don't make a fuss about it," Cassandra snapped, annoyed.

Suddenly, Lionel grabbed her jaw and made her look at him.

"Talked about business, is it?" I dare you to look me in the eye and say that. Say it! What's so great about that Rufus that you keep defending him? He's nothing but a lowly bastard trying to get his hands on our family money. That's why he came back. He's no more than a worthless bug in my eye," he spoke through clenched teeth, letting go of her face with a jerk.

Cassandra kept looking at him, fearless.

Lionel stared back at the staunch frankness in her eyes and wondered what she had to say for herself.

"Lionel, I'm telling you once and for all today, you have no right to speculate on my relationship with Rufus with your prying eyes. Not everyone's like you. If you have the balls, show me some evidence. If you don't have any, stop slandering me!"

Cassandra's tone heightened as she scolded him, her face maintaining a constant look of disdain.

Lionel squinted, thinking, 'Rufus, Rufus! How affectionate.'

Undisturbed by Lionel's aggression, Cassandra stood calmly like a fearless martyr.

'What magical charm does Rufus possess that makes Cassandra defend him like that?' Lionel wondered.

Unwittingly, his eyes moved to her dark eyebrows, closed and lush red lips, and that stubborn expression on her adorable face, all of which tempted him to act upon his lust for her.

Lionel leaned in closer and closer to almost press his lips to hers. He wanted it so badly to crush the resistance she showed towards him, the defence she gave for Rufus and her courage to talk back to him, with his kiss.

out a grunt and tried to stop

she shouted, dodging

enraged Lionel so much he hollered, "Defile you? Let me defile you right

rush through his veins as the atmosphere in the car intensified because of the attacking and the struggling.

time for him to grab her legs, his phone rang. Lionel glanced at the ringing phone, and then

phone. Sure enough, as he

you, and the baby misses you too.

voice through the phone sounded so sweet and soft, making him feel an inexplicable sense of guilt. His tone became more gentle.

finished work. I will

of the car as if her life was in danger. By the time Lionel realised she had escaped, she

chicken escaping from a slaughterhouse. Annoyed, he put the

cursed in

home to a brightly

by the window of their bedroom, watching Lionel's car pull up the front yard. She patted her own face gently and prepared to greet him with a sweet

he was getting out of the car, Cassandra also appeared at the front gate.

reached downstairs, she saw them walking in together, causing her smile to freeze.

knots, looking at the two of them together.

"Lionel, you are back."

And as she did that, she rolled her eyes at Cassandra who stood a few steps

in. It's so cold outside. You

yet. He was still annoyed at the act she had pulled off. In contrast, he talked

scene, Cassandra strode straight upstairs, not

want to waste time

watched Cassandra leave. Her smiling eyes suddenly turned sinister, a sense of crisis rising inside her like a

couldn't go on like this. She had to find a

people around her, the next morning she decided to leave before everyone else got up. She reached the office very early and was met with a beautiful surprise. On her desk lay a purple-coloured, elegant invitation with golden lettering

out that Michelle Ling

of the torn dress, but in the end, she knew it

beautifully designed gown the way it was supposed to be carried. After everything, Michelle had even helped her repair and return it for which Cassandra was very grateful.

Ling's fame guaranteed a presence of top-shot, rich

came in, panicking. His voice trembled as he spoke, "Manager... Manager Qin, something happened. Mr. Luo has asked you to go to the meeting room on

rush, Cassandra figured it couldn't be a trivial matter. Quickly, she put away the invitation and headed straight for the meeting

the conference table, waiting. Rufus was there too, seated with his hands together against his chin, his dark eyes looking down, deep in