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.

pave the way for Amanda. Instead, she meant

know what you're

trembled slightly at the start of her words, but

will be down there in a minute. I'm on my way as well. Do you want me to personally expose your

on his

like this again, I won't ever forgive you even if your father

his rant, Rufus slammed the phone and drove straight to the

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

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

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

was heavily sedated, so he thankfully didn't see Cassandra's naked body. If he did, Rufus would

the carpeted floor. He took his foot off the object

was Amanda's. Rufus remembered it was her favorite.

highly possible she dropped it when

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

evidence that proved the trap was set by Amanda. Rufus

far in trying to harm Cassandra. 'I ought

took a last angry look at Lionel and then went

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

dry.

hearing the sound, the figure turned around

you're awake. How do you

asked, concern written all over his

behind and covered her mouth with a soaked towel. She just now came to her senses and the first person she saw was Rufus, so it only meant...

How dare you

dark for Rufus to see her face, she still glared angrily at him.

then put two and two together and realized that Cassandra must've thought he was the one

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

his concern for Cassandra. He retorted with an icy tone, looking at Cassandra in the

"Get away from me!"

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

my dear

standing up.

grinned mischievously. Cassandra was at a loss

all sense of shame and

"Get out!"

Cassandra spat venomously.

that? Last time