A Graduation Gift

The sound of heels clicking on the tiled floor faded as Cassandra watched Ivy's receding figure down the hall. When she was out of sight, Cassandra suddenly felt quite tired.

It was said that people always sympathized with the weak, and in this case—she felt sympathetic towards Ivy. Cassandra had truly felt sorry for her, yet she had no choice but to decline her request.

The heavy feeling in her body made her heart sink, but Cassandra tried to cheer herself up and continued to work on the design of the nursing home. Her attempt was successful as a few hours later she got so engrossed in her work that she even forgot to eat her lunch, which had been sent to her office earlier. Fortunately, her efforts had paid off. When it was time to get off duty, the brief draft was almost completed.

She had just ironed out some details in her work when the door burst open to reveal Victor, who looked cold and emotionless like usual.

"Manager Qin, please get yourself tidy up a bit. There is a meeting to discuss about the application of the Director of the Union. Mr. Luo wants you to go with him," he said in a flat voice.

Cassandra simply nodded in understanding.

Ever since Rufus had entered Tang Group, he had been gearing up for the set-up of the Union of Real Estate in G City. In his opinion, the possibilities were endless when many businesses came together and united. Many hands made the job light, after all.

The board was optimistic about his idea as well, thus, the whole process had been bouncing along.

Now, all the members had been already confirmed. The only thing left was the appointment of the Director of the Union, which would be decided by voting.

The high position was actually just a mere title, but winning it would elevate Tang Group's reputation.

Ultimately, only the strongest group in G City could gain recognition from the most members and win power through the ballot box.

Cassandra knew how much time and energy Rufus had devoted to preparing for the application. She understood that it was a crucial time for the leaders to discuss the matter.

After she finished getting ready, Cassandra went down to the ground floor lobby and walked out of the building. Rufus's Rolls Royce Phantom had already been waiting outside for her.

Upon getting in the car, she was surprised to see someone else was sitting inside as well.

"Michelle! Why are you here?" Cassandra asked. Michelle whipped her head around from the passenger seat.

Her lips curved into a smile, the shocked expression on Cassandra's face making her quite happy.

"Would you mind if I join you? Rufus, let's move!" Michelle said friendly.

Finally, the car engine started and they drove off to their destination. The trip was fairly quiet, but a thousand questions boggled Cassandra's mind. She managed to refrain from asking any of them.

It was apparently Rufus's idea to ask Michelle to accompany them. Although she didn't know why, she still trusted him and thought that to stay silent might be a good choice.

After some time of driving, the car finally halted near the gate of a five-star hotel. Rufus signaled for them to get off, then drove away without a word.

"What? Isn't Mr. Luo going with us?" Cassandra couldn't get more confused. She was told to go with him for a business appointment.

just drove away without any explanation.

soft hand held Cassandra's arm. She turned around to

need.

inside the hotel. After a few moments, they were ushered

relatively older woman greeted Michelle cheerfully when they entered the

waiting for you for a long time! Oh?

know her. However, Michelle cast her a

her? I thought you would! Lyndsy sent her the dress from my auction. Don't you remember? She's

gently nudged Cassandra forward.

present at the auction as well. They finally remembered Cassandra and started talking loudly

Yes! I remember her! That pretty lady. What's her name? Cassandra? Right?" one of them piped up.

woman, and her hands

you bring her here to make us feel jealous? You know how

of the ladies began to strike up a fun

political figures in this city. Take the chance,"

understood and knew everything at

those in the

a good relationship with these ladies, in

like an old fish that was used to the waters—she instantly joined the conversation and had no problems fitting right in. However, Cassandra was still a

information intentionally or unintentionally given by Michelle, Cassandra knew that the relatively older woman was the mayor's wife.

She had a lot of friends from the upper

And so, the table was set up. Cassandra

adamantly refused,"No, no, no. I don't know how

she played a game of mahjong before, nor

next to you. I can

her from running away, and

a total newbie. In fact, it was no exaggeration to say that her life revolved around her designs. She had no spare time and energy to play games like mahjong.

I'll be your

clumsily draw the tiles, she realized that this young lady didn't lie about her lack of skill in the game. Yet she was glad to see that because she felt

least play mahjong with your friends when you are bored to

drawing

it can protect people

of the secretary

I'm afraid my children would dislike me should I develop that. I would prefer to stay in a nursing home in that situation. Oh, speaking of that, rumor has it that a

Cassandra caught the key words. Wasn't it

be a good mahjong player, but she was an expert when it came to the nursing home because she was part of its design