A Graduation Gift

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.

a frame carved with delicate patterns. The dresser next to it was decorated with flowers. It was so nice to look at. Even more so, to sleep

rooms

could not believe what she was

like rooms for princesses, but they all look different from each other,"

the butler replied.

may I peek at

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

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

were painted blue and pink. There was one particular room that left

decor in each of the rooms were distinct and unique.

It was inspiring to see someone

the guest rooms on

inquired. It felt like such a waste if the rooms were left unused.

of them, if she wishes. These are actually

the butler answered.

didn't know what to say. She was

was born in a wealthy family. She could afford

Courtney's cold facade, her mother seemed to believe that she had a childlike heart. This must have been

returned to her room which was a room painted with pink and

rooms for herself, too. But unlike Cloris, her dreams

Her room was filled with Hello Kitty and Winnie The Pooh, which

hand, had a

toys, but every time she wanted to ask, Vernon's serious and

herself a white unicorn. This was the first and

Vernon gave

she realized how wealthy Whitney was. She feared that she would not be able

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

to think about her father's business anymore, she took a shower and went straight to

She was not the kind of person who had difficulty settling into new places. Besides,

was walking in a dark place. Suddenly, a light appeared and broke

was on a narrow

forward, she saw a little girl.

Slim limbs dangled from her body. Her hemline swung and

that it was her when she was still in middle school!

home. Suddenly,

a clip doll machine in front of the shop from which