A Graduation Gift

A faint, shadowy smile passed through Clark's lips. 'You foolish woman, ' he thought to himself darkly. 'To think that you would stoop this low to take revenge on Rufus. How pathetic.'

"Whatever you want. I will send the invitation to Rufus myself. He will see with his own eyes how happy you are on our wedding day,"

he promised readily in front of Charlie even as his heart was filled with contempt for Amanda.

When Clark left, Charlie turned to Amanda and urged her to return to her bedroom.

"It's late. You should go and rest. You should take care of yourself, especially now that you're pregnant." Standing up, he continued, "I'm going back to the headquarters to prepare for your wedding. Clark's hands are too full to attend to the matters of the group. I have to do whatever I can to help him."

Now that Clark was going to be his son-in-law, Charlie had begun to look out for him more. After all, he would be part of the family in just a short time now.

It was something that went exactly as Clark had planned. Charlie would be a useful piece in this little game he was playing. If he won him over to his side, Rufus would be left with no allies. And when the perfect timing came, he would strike, and Rufus would be left helpless. He was brimming with excitement at the thought of Rufus's downfall, but for now, he had to be patient.

Charlie hurriedly left after only a short stay. Amanda silently followed her father's receding figure with her eyes, biting her tongue against the words that wanted to come out.

Charlie arrived in anger, but now watching his light steps, Amanda knew that he was feeling none of his earlier animosity, all due to her decision.

A tugging feeling crept through Amanda's chest. Was it the right decision?

She began to shiver despite the heat in the room.

The coldness seeped to her bones, racking her frame with shivers. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself. She felt more isolated than ever. No one knew that she was forcing herself to do something she didn't want to. She was all alone.

"The walls should be painted with vibrant colors. Green and yellow would work the best."

"I want a relaxing feel to the room, and the furnishings should be both modern and practical."

...

Cassandra described her design concept in detail to Rufus, taking down notes and sketching initial plans from time to time. Rufus listened to her attentively, delighting in the way her eyes gleamed as she spoke animatedly and explained her ideas. Like this, he could watch her all day.

Cassandra's hands were steady as she drew her vision for the new studio. She wanted everything to be perfect.

Just then, the doorbell rang, halting Cassandra's words. Rufus smiled at her and said, "We have a guest. I'll go see who it is."

He stood up and went out of the study to check the monitor.

His mood instantly soured at the face on the screen. Clark was standing outside the door, waiting for his hosts.

After a short moment, the man seemed to have sensed Rufus's gaze from the other side. He smiled at the monitor, but his eyes darkened with coldness.

Rufus watched him with an equally cold stare and pressed a button to let him in.

"Rufus, who's that?"

voice called out from the study,

"Clark."

her way to where Rufus was, but at the mention of Clark's

was he

have an appointment with him?"

was the only reason she could think

see what he wants,"

walked to the main door and opened it. Clark was standing at the door, still smiling. For a moment, neither of them spoke, ice

windy, snowy night, and the chill only seemed to be magnified by the two men's silent

closed the door halfway, so as to prevent the chill from coming in the

you've forgotten common courtesy, Rufus. Do you usually let your guests freeze

jibed, tongue in cheek. The false smile never left his face as

crap. What do

He was in no

to his chest and taking a step back, Clark made a show of being hurt. "How you wound me. We have known each other

Had Rufus not known who he really was, he might have believed his show of sincerity. But knowing what he had done, his little performance only made

you doing

wanting to get straight to

grinned slyly as he took out a red envelope from his jacket and handed

out the words and watching Rufus's face closely. "I hope you and Cassandra will be

who subconsciously took it. Rufus was taken off guard by his

We'll be there,"

He knew Clark came to see how he would react, and there was no way he was giving

looking for any semblance of change in his

he turned round, Clark's face seethed in anger.

calm you would be at the wedding,

as he walked away,

the room was a comforting change from the chill outside. As Rufus entered, Cassandra was quick to notice the red envelope in his

"What is it?"

the

Amanda's wedding invitation,"

said indifferently as he threw the envelope

gaze went to the invitation on the table, to Rufus, and then back to the envelope again.

Clark and

to say anything more from her shock. Why

she found someone else to marry," he shrugged. "Although, I don't know why she chose Clark. Maybe she really

seemed indifferent to the situation, but Cassandra felt strange. She bit her

Rufus turned on the TV and watched the

it's strange? I was with Clark for some time, and even then, I hadn't been able to completely understand him. He says one thing, but does something else afterwards. It doesn't add up. What if

her