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.

had a card up her sleeve though. She didn't mean to pave the way

what you're talking

her words, but quickly calmed herself

on my way as well. Do you want

his

won't ever forgive you even if

his rant, Rufus slammed the phone

door, he braced his shoulder for the impact that would force the door open. Once it was open,

quickly wrapped her up in a

other hand, was snoring loudly, oblivious to the things happening around him due to the effect of the strong

thankfully didn't see Cassandra's naked body.

floor. He took his foot off the object to get

Rufus remembered it was her favorite.

into an evil smile. Thoughts began to flood his mind, 'It's highly possible she dropped it

she tried to drive a wedge between Cassandra and me.

was hard evidence that proved the trap was set by Amanda. Rufus didn't even

Cassandra. 'I ought to teach her a lesson, ' he decided quietly.

a last angry look at Lionel and

she was in a dark room. Her head throbbed and started to question what happened. She saw a silhouette

incredibly dry. She

the sound, the figure turned

awake. How do

concern written all

behind and covered her mouth with a soaked towel. She just now came to her senses and the first person she saw was

bastard! How dare

dark for Rufus

was stunned. He then put two and two together and realized

doubted her but firmly believed that it was Amanda's trick. This was how she repaid him?

with an icy tone, looking at Cassandra in the dark, "I can be

"Get away from me!"

exactly what Rufus wanted to do, but she refused to let him lay a

my dear princess.

up. What

mischievously. Cassandra was at a loss

all sense of shame and would never

"Get out!"

Cassandra spat venomously.

time