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.

hanging up the phone. She opened the office windows and the cold wind blew on her pale face. The chill made her shivered but helped her feel more rational.

He thought, 'What's this… Doesn't Manager Qin feel

"Victor, what's the matter?"

She knew it would be something about Rufus. She assumed he wanted to

in his office when you're available. He said

see her. He

the design draft and I need to recheck it now. I will show

was still

was looking out of the window. It seemed that he

was on the third floor of the Tang Group Building,

he saw Stella in front of the building gate. She was messing with a strange man.

her, but that he grabbed her hand again. It seemed that she was

annoyed but she can't get rid of him.

to the desk, picked up the phone

She would call to say they needed her to come back to the office immediately because of a business

corner of her eye. As she raised her head, she found that she was alone in her office. Victor was nowhere

out? Why didn't I hear him close the door?' She

had happened. Out of her instincts, she looked out of the window. Shivers

the phone on her ear and waiting for Stella to answer. She scanned the vicinity and froze at what she was seeing

a

a word, he rushed to the man who was messing with Stella, shook his hands off her and

shining armor saving a damsel in

up the phone, took a deep breath and closed the window.

I guess I need one to save me from all these.

lucky day for Stella. She had no

home. Most of the time, he would stand by outside the office building with a bunch of roses

man and born in a rich family. But he was

for you downstairs. I will take you

hands. She couldn't help feeling gross by his touch even when she had thick clothes

about? For the last time, I'll say it again! I will not have dinner with you!

about to explode. 'Goddess? Oh! Gross! How could this man had the guts to call me by that?' Her shoulders shrugged at the

so much every day that my heart aches every time I can't see you. I will die of heartbreak if you don't say yes to

said while frowning. His face resembled a bitter gourd. He was serious when he said that he couldn't live without her. Stella, on the other hand, being on the verge of

my fucking breath every time you talked! My head hurts! My mind is troubled! Can you stop doing this? Stop torturing

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

I would