A Graduation Gift

Women by nature were ambitious, but there were some that to a rough extent would take advantage of their good looks to attract men. At most, they would even trade their young and beautiful faces for good lives.

Different women, different choices, different lives. Cassandra didn't want to make a comment on this.

But for herself, she would never become that kind of ambitious woman.

"Ivy, I'm not rich, but I'm living a dignified life. You'd better save your tricks and think about how to establish yourself in the Tang family. Whatever will happen, I won't make a deal with you!"

Cassandra threw the words coldly and was eager to escape Ivy's presence. Then she walked back to her room and left everything behind.

Ivy's face was distorted because of anger. The way she clenched her teeth made her look less beautiful as before.

'Cassandra, you were brave enough to reject me. Go to hell!

Let me remind you that you're on fire at both ends now. Moreover, the plagiarist label on you hasn't been lifted off yet.' Ivy thought.

Cassandra, however, closed the door, her face being as pale as a ghost.

Then with her hands still on the doorknob, she slid down from the door to the floor, tucked up both of her legs and buried her head in them.

'Cassandra, you must be strong. You need to work things out yourself, ' she encouraged herself.

Her mind was racing as to what were the possible things she should do.

The deadline of the nursing home's design plan was looming and she began to work overtime—even up to early morning.

She hadn't been back to the Tang family for days. Whenever she felt tired, she just slept on the couch in her office with a thin cover to keep herself warm.

Moreover, the burden of the Qin family was all over her shoulder. It made her feel more exhausted than ever.

Even worse, Edith and Cloris kept on calling her from time to time, overflowing her already filled cup of pressure. Her mind seemed to explode about thinking on ways how to deal with her problems.

"Cassandra! Have you told your father-in-law about the penalty? The amount is just a drop in the bucket for him! What's the matter with you? Aren't you going to do something? Your father's trial is going to start next month!"

Edith said furiously over the phone. Her voice was full of impatience.

"Mom. I know. I will seek Horace's help when I get a chance,"

Cassandra lied to console Edith, knowing that if she said that Horace didn't want to be involved in the issue at all might break Edith down.

"Cassandra! We can't wait any longer! You're our only hope for your dad!"

Edith whimpered anxiously. Her persistence annoyed Cassandra very much.

figure this out, mom.

wind blew on her

was surprised at the sight of Cassandra by the window. He thought, 'What's this… Doesn't Manager Qin feel

"Victor, what's the matter?"

be something about Rufus. She

office when you're available. He said he wanted to talk

Victor to her office every time he wanted to see her. He never called, and Cassandra had been used to

finished the design draft and I need to recheck it now.

was still standing by

the window. It seemed that he had found

on the third floor of the Tang

in front of the building gate.

shake that man's hand off her, but that he grabbed her hand again. It seemed that she was arguing with

after Stella. She is very annoyed but she can't get rid of him. I bet he must take advantage of the time when Stella was out for lunch

the desk, picked up the phone and

to say they needed her to come back to the office immediately because of a business emergency. Then Stella would escape from him because the security guard at the gate would not allow him to

eye. As she raised

did he go out? Why didn't I hear him close the door?' She asked herself.

what had happened. Out of her instincts, she looked out of the window. Shivers crept down her spine as the cold wind blew inside.

answer. She scanned the vicinity

a

messing with Stella, shook his hands off

story about a knight in shining

a deep breath and closed

hero. I guess I

She had no idea

home. Most of the time, he would stand by outside the office building

was a good looking man and born in a rich family. But he was too silly and odd

dinner with me. I'll wait for you downstairs. I will

pleaded while gripping Stella's hands. She couldn't help feeling gross by his touch even when she had thick clothes

last time, I'll say it again! I will not

How could this man had the guts

every

that he couldn't

guff? Do you know? I couldn't catch my fucking breath every time you talked! My head hurts! My mind is

born a tough critic and put all the blame on him. She was having a hard time because of this

a headache. I would take you to