A Graduation Gift

The desk shuddered as a phone's ringtone for an incoming text message rang out. Cassandra, who was buried in her work, stared at the phone for a split-second, sighed, and then picked it up in a fluid motion. It was Stella.

She unlocked it with her fingerprint and read the message, "Hi, honey. It's a bright and lovely day. I've got a date with yoga!"

The text drew a faint smile from Cassandra. Stella was such an optimistic and not to mention, energetic person. Cassandra felt drawn to her, like she was this huge magnet. She just couldn't control herself with Stella, and wanted to approach her and befriend her.

Having such a cheery friend was like bathing under the sun on warm winter afternoon. It was comfortable as hell.

Cassandra glanced at the desk clock and saw that it was time to get off work, but she was still double checking the design layouts meticulously. She wanted to make sure all her outputs were topnotch quality when she turned them over to the clients.

After a couple of hours, she was done. She felt relief wash over her as she yawned and stretched her tired bones.

When she was about to leave, her phone rang. Cassandra's eyes lit up. She answered the call and heard a familiar baritone from the other end of the line.

"I know you haven't eaten yet since you're probably on overtime. Meet me at the parking lot. I'll treat you to dinner."

It was Rufus, as Cassandra had expected. He was the only senior executive who would work overtime in the Tang Group.

"It's really late. I just want to go home and get some rest."

She was excited, but she thought it was better to politely refuse.

Rufus seemed to ignore this. He only sounded more determined.

"I will see you in a couple of minutes."

Bossy as always, this was Rufus. He just went on ahead and hung up before Cassandra could say anything.

The continuous beep from the other end of the line startled Cassandra. She put down the phone, caught in a dilemma whether to meet Rufus or not. Then her stomach grumbled like a dog about to bite.

'Calm down, Cassandra. It's just two people eating food.' Cassandra repeated to herself, biting her lip.

A few minutes later, in the Tang Group parking complex, Cassandra saw Rufus beckoning to her. He was sitting comfortable in the driver's seat of a matte black Rolls-Royce.

"Well, where are we going to get some food?"

She slid into the car as she asked Rufus, her cheeks flushed.

Rufus just smiled at her and started the engine. The car roared to life.

"You'll know when we get there," he replied in a mysterious tone.

If it had the approval of Rufus, the restaurant had to be grand and beautiful, and the dishes had to be world-class quality. Neither of these two elements were dispensable when it came to dining for Rufus.

these restaurants had

Cassandra took a gander at the place. It was grand as

the most, it was the fact that they were the only two guests at the restaurant. Rufus booked the whole joint! Mellow piano music echoed through the high ceiling. It did good to ease Cassandra's growing anxiety.

a candlelight dinner. The piano, the wine, and most importantly, the devilishly

all too

Lionel, Ivy, and everything else.

dinner, Cassandra looked a bit upset. Rufus could tell from her melancholic eyes. His brows furrowed

is investing in a

at Rufus. She had been worried about one particular

had already started the car and sped forward. The strong V12 engine of the Rolls-Royce made her stick to the seat.

and saw that he was smiling. Sometimes, Cassandra and Rufus seemed to understand each other so perfectly well that sometimes they didn't even

of a huge amusement park entrance. Cassandra rolled down her window and stuck her head out for a better

it was late into the night, the park was still packed with tourists. Neon lights reflected on every surface and

he was wearing a business suit amongst the crowd who had a

and disappointment disappeared. Seeing Rufus all serious, she offered,

But he listened anyway and

go! You look so much

like a prince who came straight out of a fairy

the two of them burst into laughter, not a

pirate ship ride, Cassandra's eyes seemed to light up. Rufus

of minutes later, it was their turn to get on. Cassandra sat down next to Rufus and buckled up. She also held the handrail tightly, nervous and thrilled at

worry. You can always hold my

aback and a chill went down her spine. She looked at Rufus and smiled. It always made her

swinging through the air. The pendulum motions brought a weightless feeling and made Cassandra

see how he was doing. To her surprise, he was completely fine, as if he didn't ride the ship at all. She was impressed

been trained to withstand those kinds of situations. The ride was a breeze for him. Even if he rode the most thrilling

about the design and construction dynamics of the other rides. When they passed by the various game stalls, an enthusiastic vendor handed her a

luck! Five rounds in the gun, and it's free. Let's

with a number and you got the prize. The smaller the circle you hit, the better prize you

peered at the prize on the topshelf, and saw a stuffed bear which was as big as

want the

park raised Cassandra's spirits. It was a rare sight to see her

aimed at her target. She tried four times to no avail, the circle was

the gun. He held the gun in an

jaw dropped, as well as

number 10! With the last bullet

the circle that was as small as a