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.

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

rooms here look like

in disbelief. She could not believe what she was

like rooms for princesses, but they all look different

the butler replied.

I peek at

hotels she stayed in. Whitney must have invested a lot of time and money decorating

enough, they all shared a general

one particular room that left a deep impression on Cassandra. It was designed with a Gothic style, all black with a few

piece of furniture and decor in each of

of the world. It was inspiring to

the guest rooms on regular

such a waste if the rooms were

stay in one of them, if she wishes. These are actually

the butler answered.

to say. She was

all, Courtney was born in a wealthy family.

childlike heart. This must

room painted with pink and white. Looking around, Cassandra felt somewhat

rooms for herself, too. But unlike Cloris, her dreams never

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

the other hand, had

to paint her room and get some toys, but every time she

a white unicorn. This was the

gave Cassandra

her father's business; but now, she realized how wealthy Whitney was. She feared that she

long flight to Norway and a long search for where

her father's business anymore, she took a shower and

a very restful sleep. She was not the kind of person who had difficulty settling into new places. Besides, it was

a light appeared and broke the darkness. She followed the light and kept walking until she arrived at an

that she was on a narrow street surrounded by bustling

she saw a little girl.

dangled from her body. Her hemline swung and her white

was her when she was still in

Cassandra carried her bag as she walked home. Suddenly,

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