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.

that these restaurants had exorbitant

a gander at the

wasn't what surprised her the most, it was the fact that they were the only two guests at the restaurant. Rufus booked the

and her were having a candlelight dinner. The piano, the wine, and most importantly, the devilishly handsome man

all too surreal.

well up. She wanted to forget about Lionel, Ivy, and everything else.

upset. Rufus could tell from her melancholic eyes. His brows furrowed and

nice place nearby. Would you like to go check it out? Our company is investing in a new construction project in the vicinity. You

at Rufus. She had been worried about one particular design lately and some much-needed insipiration would be welcome.

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

understand each other so perfectly well that sometimes

Cassandra rolled down her window and stuck

lights reflected on every surface and the crowd

Cassandra's hand and they went in. He stood out since he was wearing a business

disappointment disappeared. Seeing Rufus all serious, she offered, "Why don't you take off

was startled by Cassandra's concern. But he listened anyway and took

look so much younger with just

look at Rufus. He was so handsome, like a prince who came straight out of a

of them burst into laughter, not a

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

their turn to get on. Cassandra sat down next

my hand if you

down her spine. She looked at Rufus

pendulum motions brought a weightless feeling and made Cassandra dizzy. She screamed as the boat went higher and higher. They were

balance. She turned to Rufus to 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 by how tough he was. But she teased, "Stop pretending to

situations. The ride was a breeze for him. Even if he rode the most thrilling ride in the

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

luck! Five rounds in

and you got the prize. The smaller the circle you hit,

peered at the prize on the topshelf, and saw a stuffed bear which was as big as a person. She realized that she needed to shoot number 10 to get

want the

amusement park raised Cassandra's spirits. It was a rare sight to see her behave like a little girl, all

avail, the

poor attempts, stepped forward and took the gun. He held the gun in an

dropped, as well

10! With the last bullet

that was as small as