A Graduation Gift

Chapter 102 Forgot To Make A Wish

As the night grew late, Cassandra prepared herself for the hotel that they were going to stay in. To her surprise, Rufus drove them to Hampton.

Hampton was a village by the beach in the city. It was filled with majestic and luxurious buildings, each with its own walled gardens.

There lived the most influential people in New York city—the most powerful political families, tycoons, movie stars, socialites, etc. Tons of paparazzi lurked to get their scoop on the city elites' lives.

Cassandra stared at an approaching convertible with her eyes wide open. 'Was the woman sitting on the front seat the movie star who just won an award for Best Supporting Actress?' she thought.

Row upon row of towering villas surrounded the coast. Each house was a masterpiece by several architects, impressive in their own way. They all looked sublime coupled with the stormy sea.

Rufus pulled over at a corner beside a slope, on top of which stood a blue castle. It reminded pedestrians of fairy tales from their childhood, making them feel as if there were a prince and a princess living inside.

"Do you like it? I named it 'Dream, '"

Rufus said, taking off his sunglasses. He smiled at Cassandra. His eyes were deep and attractive.

"Dream..."

Cassandra murmured, staring at the beautiful building. Her watery eyes brightened her face in the moonlight.

She walked on the castle's white cobbled path as Rufus drove to the back to park.

The iron gate was entwined with vines and a few pink flowers sprawled and adorned the exterior wall.

As a gentle breeze blew and twilight fell, Rufus walked across the yard, to the gate, and finally opened the castle doors to let Cassandra in.

"Welcome to Dream, my princess,"

He said as he put his left hand behind him, offered his right hand, and did a gentle bow similar to a royal curtsy.

Cassandra flashed a smile. Her eyes glittered like diamonds in the night. This was every little girl's fantasy. It was impossible to resist such a moment.

Rufus prepared a room facing the sea for her. Late at night, the sea reflected the stars as the waves rolled to the beach. This enchanting sight dazzled Cassandra.

She changed into a silk nightgown. The castle was empty but warm.

Lying on the bed she found herself still very wide awake. Cloris's words rang in her mind, "Mom asked me to seek help from you." She could hear her say it again and again. It was like a python, snarling at her with its mouth open. Her mind was in such a turmoil that she couldn't sleep.

What did she mean to her mother and sister?

Realizing that her attempts to quiet her mind would be futile, Cassandra got up and pushed the door open. She decided to explore the castle, instead.

Downstairs, the whole house was covered in dim light.

She noticed a huge portrait hung on the hall of the ground floor.

It was of a woman and a boy which was so lifelike that it seemed more like a photo than a painting.

a gentle smile whose warmth could light anyone's heart in

features. The wisdom and

She was almost sure

on the staircase across the portrait and enjoyed it with her head cocked

charming as a little boy. God endowed him with such adorable features that he managed to keep

charming little

childhood, Cassandra felt

pictures with them

wondered why her parents were not as close to her

with her hands. Tears fell on her soft

was the pain in her heart that could not seem

"Why aren't you asleep?"

a loose robe, stood at the top of the

He leaned against the rail. Cassandra

"Jet lag,"

quickly wiped the tears off with her hands. She did not like looking vulnerable

was not someone who

cigarette and stood beside

"Thank you, Rufus,"

it sounded

and stared at her disheveled figure.

wasn't this thin when they met in Rome. Stress clearly got to her. She

woman turned to look at

fairy as the moon illuminated her features.

family mean to

She wondered what it felt like for him to meet his father after

to Horace and did very well when his father appointed him to take charge of the company. But Cassandra wondered whether he ever blamed Horace for not being

fists so hard that his hands began to

if the family that Cassandra was pertaining to was the

that would be

to him. He never saw

her head back and murmured, "Sometimes, I feel so out of place in

body began to shake with her nightgown

his knees. He brought the sad girl to his

though it was a relatively warm night,

"Do you feel cold?"

Rufus frowned.

I just feel

loose from his embrace and

stared at her figure and stayed silent for a

a coat. Let's take a

worry so much. He knew that there was not much that

was calm, reflecting the starlight above it. It looked nothing like how it did in daylight when the waves were lively.

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