A Graduation Gift

Rufus was stricken with grief. There was absolutely no way for him to find out what had happened to Cassandra after she left, and he knew she wouldn't want to talk about it.

He already had an inkling anyway. Someone as stubborn as Cassandra would never tell.

"I'll arrange a place for your mother where Clark won't be able to reach. But please, Cassandra. Take better care of yourself,"

he responded, hugging Cassandra as tight as he could in a futile effort to merge them into one.

"I will. Even if it's for you, I'll take better care of myself!"

Cassandra promised. Her clear, smooth face glowed against the moonlight.

Rufus slowly reached down and met his lips with hers. The kiss was light, but filled with tenderness and adoration. The moonlight cascaded past the window and shone on their figures, gracefully silhouetting their frames.

In Cassandra's office, Lyndsy frowned at the sight of Cassandra's desk. Documents and scraps of paper were piled and scattered all over it.

"Cassandra, Cassandra. How could you let this happen to you?" Lyndsy muttered to herself.

Dissatisfied, she turned to her agent.

"Miss Qin is a manager. Keeping track of the paperwork isn't part of her work description. It is actually your responsibility. Why are you making Cassandra do your work?"

Lyndsy spat annoyingly.

"Lyndsy, don't get mad. I asked her to leave them to me because I wanted to go over the scripts. I was afraid that your agent wouldn't be able to handle all of these,"

Cassandra quipped, hurriedly entering the office to defend Lyndsy's agent. Lyndsy had a point: paperwork wasn't part of her job description, the agent was just trying to spite her. But she didn't want to trouble Lyndsy at all.

"But this is ridiculous! You're already burdened with so much work. This is extra!" Lyndsy sighed. "Don't worry, Cassandra. When the year ends, I'll give you a thick, red envelope for your bonus!"

she said, pinching her nose as she tried to relieve her tension. Lyndsy deeply appreciated Cassandra and valued her work ethic about managing her studio. If it weren't for Cassandra's supervision, the studio wouldn't have been as efficient as it was today.

"Lyndsy, don't worry about it. I've told you. It's okay. You gave me the job when I really needed it. I just hope you can still allow me to keep the studio in order,"

Cassandra replied as she grinned from ear to ear. Wherever she worked, be it as Tang Group's architectural manager or Lyndsy's studio manager, she had only always wished to excellently perform in her work.

"Fine," Lyndsy sighed again, closing her eyes before quickly opening them back, suddenly remembering a thought. "By the way, TY Entertainment's movie shoot is going to start soon. Both of us will be pretty busy in the coming weeks, but I swear to you, once this is over, I'll give you your well-deserved vacation leave,"

Lyndsy said confidently. She was fully aware that Cassandra was always swamped with work, and she had sworn to herself to return the favor. She only wished that there was someone that could keep up with Cassandra's excellent work ethic just so they could share her burden.

her phone rang loudly. She shot Lyndsy an apologetic look before excusing herself out of her office to answer her phone

over here!" Stella exclaimed in a barrage of screams. Cassandra could easily imagine Stella's flailing figure as she spoke to her over the phone. "Remember Joel? The guy who stole your sketches! He's back in Tang Group! Seriously! What the fuck right? It's so fucking infuriating that

chill ran through Cassandra's spine upon hearing the

Shouldn't he still be

mortified by what she heard. She knew that the company

What's worse, he came back with an even higher paycheck! It was ludicrous! I couldn't stand seeing such a despicable man. I didn't even take one thorough look at him

Cassandra could feel how upset

soon. Do you want to drop by my office so

see Stella once again. She knew she would be able

agreed without further retaliation. The entire time, Lyndsy was inside in the office, trying to hide the fact

in. She let out a light, embarrassed

asked Cassandra, whose eyebrows were furrowed

friend just resigned. I'll have to listen to the

after all, was a world-renown actress. She

did she

Cassandra could feel how interested Lyndsy was with Stella's situation. She figured Lyndsy was also using this time as a breather, and wanted

department head of

to her much. She was still busy

an assistant for you who could help you with your tasks. If

stone. Cassandra would have an assistant to keep up with her, and her office

Her lips parted in an attempt to speak, but the words never

into Cassandra's office. Cassandra and Lyndsy's eyes darted towards the door, and while Stella was about to greet Cassandra, she saw

my god, you are

the sight of the movie star. Whatever annoyance she had expressed on the phone earlier quickly dissipated, and

only seen you on screen. I can't believe it's actually you, in the flesh! You're much more gorgeous

at

awkwardly chuckled from all the

so...interesting. Would

her pearly white teeth

an incredibly serious woman who was even stricter whenever she worked. She knew when to draw the line between work and leisure, though she often went ballistic

Lyndsy or two versions of Stella. Their personalities were exactly alike. "Ah, yes. Lyndsy, this is

eagerly took her hand with

superstar, world-renowned actress, and

being awarded a

like she was