A Graduation Gift

Cassandra and Lionel were lying on the king-sized bed with purple satin sheets strewn all over them. It was a luxurious and decadent scene in the hotel's presidential suite.

Ivy stood at the foot of the bed, her eyes narrowed and flashing with satisfaction.

"Joel, take the damn pictures of their ugly mugs. Quick,"

Ivy issued the order, her teeth grinding with anticipation. Joel then snappily began to take photos of the unconscious couple from different angles.

"Alright, that's enough. Let's go. It's all up to Amanda after this point."

Ivy and Joel quickly left the hotel. Rufus would soon find out what had happened in this room and rush to save Cassandra. The last thing she wanted was to be caught red-handed.

Before leaving, Ivy slyly dropped an item on the floor. A sinister smile formed on the corners of her mouth.

Amanda dialed Rufus's number over and over. As expected, Rufus kept rejecting the call.

Amanda had just recieved the pictures from Ivy on her phone. Cassandra and Lionel were strewn over the bed in compromising positions, which was exactly what Amanda had wanted.

'Rufus, since you refuse to answer the phone, I'll show you something you can't possibly ignore.'

Amanda sent the pictures directly to Rufus, as well as the address of the hotel and room number.

A few seconds later, Amanda's phone started vibrating. As she looked at the caller ID, a wry smile appeared on her lips.

"What exactly are you playing at?"

Rufus asked in an enraged tone.

'Got you all nervous, huh?' Amanda thought to herself. 'I have my ways of flustering you. I know how you hate seeing Cassandra suffer.'

"This has nothing to do with me. My staff merely ran across them and took some pictures. You can check for yourself if you want."

Amanda wanted Rufus to witness Cassandra having sex with Lionel with his own eyes. It must be devastating.

"Is this all part of your little plan into provoking a response from me?"

Rufus replied in an icy tone. Beads of cold sweat started to form on Amanda's forehead.

'Shouldn't he be rushing to the hotel already? How could he possibly know this was all a trick?'

The thing was, the pictures Ivy sent were incredibly high quality. Anyone with a keen eye could easily deduce that it was staged.

to pave the way for Amanda. Instead, she meant to set

what you're

the start of her words, but

there in a minute. I'm on my way as well. Do you want me to personally

popping on his forehead in his

heed my warning. If you dare play tricks like this again, I won't ever forgive you even if your father

his rant, Rufus slammed the phone and

he braced his shoulder for the impact that would force the door open. Once it was open, he saw two unconscious people on

straight to Cassandra. He quickly wrapped her up in a soft blanket nearby

loudly, oblivious to the things

Lionel in the side. He was heavily sedated, so he thankfully didn't see Cassandra's naked body. If he did,

took his foot off the object to get

Amanda's. Rufus remembered

Thoughts began to flood his mind, 'It's highly possible she dropped it when

lacks the acumen for this sort of thing, but still, she tried to drive a wedge between

was hard evidence that proved the trap was set by Amanda.

trying to harm Cassandra. 'I

angry look at Lionel and then

dark room. Her head throbbed and started to question what

throat was incredibly dry. She

figure turned around

How

written all over

with a soaked towel. She just now came to her senses and the

How dare

rage. Even though she knew it was too dark for Rufus to see her face, she

then put two and two together and realized that Cassandra must've

Cassandra. He never doubted her but firmly believed that it was Amanda's

tone, looking at Cassandra in the dark, "I

"Get away from me!"

wanted to do, but she

my dear princess.

up.

Cassandra was at a loss for words.

of shame and would never let her go.

"Get out!"

Cassandra spat venomously.

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