A Graduation Gift

Cassandra was frozen inside and out, as though a bucket of icy water had been poured right over her head and chilled her to the bone.

Cloris's cutting words were like daggers to her heart, the pain spreading all through her body.

Rufus had been standing aside trying not to interfere in the sisterly fight. But as he saw Cloris get more and more defensive, he decided to step in.

"What do you mean, Cloris? What did Cassandra do to make you hate her so badly?" he asked, astonished at how quickly their argument had escalated.

Rufus had sensed that Cloris had been skirting around the real issue and he was curious to know what she was hiding.

But this was neither the time nor the place for Cloris to dive into it. After all, she wasn't about to destroy her reputation in front of so many strangers.

"You have no right to know!"

Cloris rolled her eyes, dismissing Rufus's incredulous questions.

"Then, who does have the right to know?"

Rufus persisted, his eyes fixed upon Cloris's stone-cold face.

"It doesn't matter. Not you, anyways," Cloris retorted.

She pushed him aside, dashing towards the door to the restaurant. Arthur hurried to pay the bill and rushed out after her.

the restaurant, Cassandra was still standing in the same spot. Her hands were clenched into

sister's insults. She

tried to slowly remove himself from the situation but Rufus

Lionel who got

the guy always seemed to find himself in the middle of trouble wherever

he tried to dodge around Rufus to get to the door. Tiny beads of sweat were forming on his forehead and his shirt was starting

question

wouldn't let him go so easily and he stepped in front of Joel, blocking his way

had planned to rape Cassandra before, and besides, he stole her design and sold it to someone else later. Thus, he

you but would you please

the fear in his eyes. It was Rufus who had caught him for stealing Cassandra's design. But since he was long gone from the Tang Group, Joel thought he

that you've never done anything to offend

raised his eyebrows at Joel, his face otherwise expressionless. It amused him that this man stood before him pretending to be innocent, one eye constantly darting to the door,

what Rufus was talking about. While he didn't offend Rufus directly, the same could not be

to drip off from his forehead. His

whom he'd come to the restaurant had already left. She didn't want any part of whatever situation that was unfolding. Joel

right back to prison without so much as blinking my eyes. Look into my eyes and know that

and with Ivy seeing

Rufus