A Graduation Gift

Cassandra returned to the patient ward and sat at Edith's bedside. Her mother was still unconscious. Yet, discomfort was visible in her face. While her body was relaxed, her eyebrows remained creased. Looking at her made Cassandra pain.

How could Clark do such a thing? It all dawned on her now: the kindness he showed them was nothing but a mask to hide his true intentions.

Gazing at Edith in silence, Cassandra fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, the door opened. Clark entered the room bringing with him bags of food. Its aroma immediately filled the room.

"Hey, Cassandra. Are you hungry? Here, you should eat something,"

he said as he handed her a pack of sushi. With the way Cassandra stared into space, Clark could tell that she was very preoccupied with the situation. It was likely that taking care of herself was her last priority.

The salmon wrapped with rice and seaweed looked very appetizing. Still, Cassandra did not have an appetite.

"Just put it there. I'm not hungry. I'll eat later,"

she replied indifferently, without even giving him so much as a glance.

He stood awkwardly, at a loss on how to respond. For a few seconds, he just looked at her. Frowning, he finally managed to find an answer.

"If you don't eat, you'll drain your energy. You still need to take care of your mother. But you won't be able to do that if you don't eat anything."

Without looking too much into Cassandra's coldness, he decided to believe that her indifference was because of her growing concern for Edith's condition.

"I really don't feel like eating. I'm not hungry," she said with finality.

Turning to look at her mother, she did her best to keep her anger hidden. In her mind, Cassandra still struggled to grasp the reality that Clark's invisible hand was above all this. Suddenly, she found it difficult to breathe. It felt as if the air was trapped in her lungs, unable to go out.

Who else could she blame but herself? It was her fault. She trusted the wrong person and fell into his trap.

He had drugged her to damage her throat. He managed to get Edith ill and be hospitalized. What other forms of evil could he possibly be capable of? She couldn't even imagine!

However, she also knew that getting rid of him would not be that easy. If he had the audacity to carry out his sinister plan right under her nose, he must know what he was doing. He had no fear of getting caught.

"Cassandra, please take care of yourself. I understand that you're worried, but you need to lighten up. I've asked the doctor for advice. Auntie needs to take a good rest. Just allow her to stay here while she recovers. As for her show, maybe it's best if she takes a break for now so she can be free from any disturbance,"

he said, feigning sincerity. His suggestion seemed to make sense.

but her thoughts were quite the opposite.

a good, concerned front. He was so caring and patient that one would not even suspect him to be evil. Had it not been for Rufus's advice, she would have fallen into his trap even deeper.

shoulder and said to reassure

her shoulder felt no different than a magical evil claw that could easily tear all the happiness in her

edges of Clark's lips curl ever so slightly, revealing a smug smile. This was

Cassandra so he was sure that she would not notice his expression.

making his way towards his victim in slow steady steps. Along the way, little by little, he sucked out the light in such

at the Garden Villa. Looking at Rufus's mansion gave his several mixed emotions that he found difficult to distinguish.

able to lead the Tang Group towards another pinnacle. Never in his wildest

he was goaded by Lionel and Jill to strip him off of his CEO position in the

to find the mansion.

after he pressed

Horace was quite surprised that he was granted access so easily. He was actually prepared for the possibility that Rufus would be making it difficult

holding a walking stick to support his

were in constant pain. This

face had given way to visible signs of aging, which he had no intention to hide. With his pitiful look, he hoped that Rufus would sympathize with him, an old dying

idea how badly he miscalculated. Rufus watched him from the monitor, wearing a cool

make you pay for everything you've done!' Rufus exclaimed in his heart.

mansion. With every

it open, he saw Rufus standing in the lobby, waiting

his prime. This was a huge contrast to Horace's slightly hunched posture.

finally

if he found the only beacon of hope. The expectant smile on his face only caused Rufus's lips to curl into

you here? It was you who asked us to leave,"

' instead of 'me.' Obviously, he was referring to someone else as well, but Horace, being occupied with his thoughts on how to convince Rufus to come

would find out, so I thought

explained, shaking his head and sighing. He looked really disappointed with how

of it was his fault and he was the one who shifted the blame to you. Rest assured! I've already taught him a harsh lesson and he now has realized his mistake. Apparently, the pressure was from Ivy. She asked him for so much money and he

on his face. He looked very stressed recalling

son, please come back. You're part of the Tang family.

raised his head to look into Rufus's

it will always be. I'm not part of the Tang family. Why would you trust him instead of me if you really saw me as a member of

to the pitiful look on