A Graduation Gift

She looked up and saw Lionel standing in front of her desk, smiling genuinely. She got really confused and hurried to end the conversation.

"What are you doing here?"

Cassandra asked, quickly hanging up the call. She got up and kneaded the back of her waist. She had been sitting for hours now, her body was going numb.

Seeing how tired she was, Lionel couldn't help but ask in concern, "Cassandra, isn't it more tiring to work here than it was designing in Tang Group?"

It seemed like a casual question full of earnest concern. Cassandra only smiled at him, poured some water in a glass and handed it to him.

"I put my heart and soul in whatever job I do. It doesn't matter which one is more tiring. As long as I am passionate about my work, I can learn from every job and just get better,"

Cassandra said, not answering his question directly. She didn't want to answer it as she was no longer 'Manager Qin' in his design department now.

"Still...I think it's a shame you changed your job. You've learned architectural design abroad and accomplished so much in the field. All of that for what? Now you've completely abandoned your career as a designer!"

Lionel said, looking at Cassandra with a regretful look on his face. She didn't know how to respond to something like that. Why was he saying any of this to her?

had to give up her job? It was all due to the agreement

had blocked all her ways of staying in the industry. And now, he had the audacity of

made Lionel's heart beat faster. He kept trying to figure

and took a step forward. "Anyway, Cassandra, let me show you a design. It's done by the current

and forth, alternating between him and

her own hands and started reading it closely. Soon, a frown

all about making pretty buildings, you know. A proposal has

as she turned the cover to read the name of

old client of the company. This design is

with this client before. She knew he laid a lot of emphasis on functionality in the building because of their previous interactions. No wonder he wasn't happy with something as sculptural

are right, Cassandra. He wasn't satisfied at all. In fact, you know what he said?" Cassandra raised her

hadn't expected Cassandra would find the problem right away. It seemed like the client knew she would understand what he wanted, which was

that's impossible..." Cassandra said, shaking her head. "I am

Then she folded the drawing, kept it neatly in the

of the best designers of the world. But there was no chance for that dream to come true now. She didn't even know if she would