A Graduation Gift

Chapter 120 The Person Sitting On Her Bed

The dining room was luxurious. It made Cassandra feel as if she were back in the Middle Ages.

The steak was perfect. Cassandra was so impressed and she had to express it.

"Auntie, the chef you hired is incredible. This is the best steak I've ever tasted!"

she said before taking another bite.

Whitney couldn't help but smile when she saw that Cassandra enjoyed her meal so much.

"Courtney will not eat food cooked by anyone else," Whitney said.

This surprised Cassandra. She did not expect Courtney to be so picky. Then again, a picture of her cold face came back to her and Cassandra realized that it was, indeed, highly likely.

"Is Courtney sick? She didn't come down for dinner,"

Cassandra asked. To be honest, it would have made her feel better if she found out that the girl were just feeling unwell.

"Courtney… likes to eat in her bedroom,"

Whitney replied with sorrow in her eyes. Talking about her daughter seemed to bring her pain. Cassandra felt as if she wanted to tell her many things, but was working hard not to.

A part of Cassandra wanted to bring up the business deal—the initial reason for she visit.

After much thought, she decided that it was best not to ruin the trust that Whitney had given her by bringing up something she explicitly said she did not want to talk about.

She would have to be patient. Besides, she doubted that the Tang Group knew where Whitney's place was. As of now, she had an advantage.

Cassandra bid Whitney goodbye after dinner and waited for her ride back to the hotel. Suddenly, she received a call that the driver would not be able to come and get her.

"Stay the night. I'll ask the servant to prepare a room for you,"

Whitney offered. Then, she asked one of her helpers to clean the guestroom.

A stranger to Norway, Cassandra accepted the offer. She did not really have much alternatives.

She stayed in a room on the third floor, in the middle of a corridor.

Upon opening the door, she gasped, covering her mouth with her hands.

It looked like the princess bedroom every little girl dreamed of having.

The dresser next to it was decorated with flowers. It was so nice to look at. Even

rooms

asked the butler in disbelief. She could not

rooms for princesses, but they all

the butler replied.

may I peek at the other

guest rooms looked even more luxurious than the hotels she stayed in. Whitney must have invested a lot of time and money decorating these

to the other rooms. True enough, they all shared a general theme but had different color schemes

was one particular room that left a deep impression on Cassandra. It was designed with a

piece of furniture and decor in each of the rooms were distinct and

It was inspiring to see someone make so

in the guest rooms on

felt like such a waste if the rooms

Courtney can choose to stay in one of them, if she wishes. These are actually more like Courtney's bedrooms than

the butler answered.

didn't know what to say. She was

Courtney was born in a wealthy

that she had a childlike heart. This must

painted with pink and white. Looking around, Cassandra

rooms for herself, too.

house of toys. Her room was filled with Hello Kitty and Winnie The Pooh, which

the other hand, had a very

and get some toys, but every time she wanted to ask, Vernon's serious and menacing expression always managed to scare her away.

herself a white unicorn. This

about Vernon gave Cassandra mixed feelings.

she realized how wealthy Whitney was. She feared that she would not be able to name a sufficient price for Whitney to sell

so much just to find Whitney. It was a long flight to Norway and a long search for where she stayed. As it all dawned on her, Cassandra

father's business anymore, she took a shower and

of person who had difficulty settling into new places. Besides, it

in a dark place. Suddenly, a light appeared and broke the

around, she realized that she was on

forward, she saw a little

a short skirt. Slim limbs dangled from her

when she

she walked home. Suddenly, she stopped in front of a toy

clip doll machine in front of the shop from which electronic music played,

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