A Graduation Gift

Chapter 257 Screwing Around (Part Four)

Lionel had already organized a plan about the distribution of persons in charge and asked Rufus to sort the concert sponsorship part out.

"The marketing department will be responsible for it. You are the person in charge of marketing,"

Rufus dejected in a serious tone. He didn't want to be involved in Amanda's affair. He had been staying with Cassandra. He had enough tension when Amanda would come into the picture. He felt rather happy without her in their lives.

"All right, no arguing, Lionel will take charge of the theatre project and Rufus will do the concert. You are brothers. Don't fight over such stupid things."

Horace gave an authoritative order. A secret smile appeared on Lionel's mouth. He had alternative motives and they were playing out well.

One of the main business in the Tang Group was engineering construction. Lionel taking charge of the theatre project would enrich his professional experience. As for Rufus... he would be going to take care of the less important business, such as concert sponsorship.

Rufus's eyes darkened. Multiple emotions hid in them. He blinked his eyes and didn't say anything further, knowing his father would make a scene today, as he was still so sensitive.

Cassandra knocked loudly on the door and saw Cloris's eyes widen in surprise as the door opened.

Seeing it was Cassandra, Cloris tried to push the door shut immediately without contemplating. But Cassandra pushed against the door assertively and wedged her foot to keep it open.

"Cloris, let me in. I'm here to speak to you, sincerely!"

Cassandra looked at Cloris firmly. She visited here today in order to find out the reasons behind her sister's acts.

"Okay, You come in, and I go out, I don't care."

Cloris raised her eyebrows and bent over to put on her shoes. She didn't want to talk to her. There wasn't anything else she wanted to say.

"Cloris, calm down, please! I just want to know the details and find out more information. Tell me everything, okay?"

Seeing Cloris unwilling to spare one second to speak with her upset Cassandra. She knew she had to get her to see reason.

"Can you stop pretending, Cassandra? There is nobody else here. Stop pretending that you know nothing. Did you enjoy patronising me?"

Cloris smiled coldly with a disdainful look.

"You've completely misjudged me, Cloris. Listen and understand me, I never did anything to hurt you. I swear to God, please just hear me out!"

Cassandra bit her lower lip in annoyance and swore firmly.

Cloris stared at her for a while and then raised her chin, feeling tired and defeated.

"Okay! Let's talk then. Talk about everything, are you happy now? But now I'm hungry. We will talk after a good meal!"

Cloris never went back to work since her encounter with Cassandra in the club. She stayed at home and was frustrated, not knowing her next move. She didn't go out for food or a meal. Now she felt

famished and could do with a feast to satisfy her hunger. She would have a frank conversation with Cassandra after her stomach was satisfied.

"Of course. It's on me! I would be glad to treat you." Cassandra smiled to her sister.

She followed Cloris closely. Rufus arranged a car and a chauffeur for her. They were stationed promptly outside the building, waiting for the word.

"He's good to you," Cloris said.

Seeing the new flashy vehicle, Cloris felt a sadness in her heart.

Arthur broke up with her. Then she abandoned her studies and came back to G City for Arthur on a whim of revenge. Compared to Cassandra, she was such a tragedy.

The chauffeur took them to a restaurant. Cassandra introduced it to Cloris smilingly, knowing she would appreciate fine dining this evening.

"They serve brilliant western cuisine. I love the food there, let's go!"

She was her younger sister, after all. They were dining at the best tonight. Cassandra couldn't help being good to Cloris. That was why this whole saga was very difficult to understand.

They sat down, speechless. Cloris lowered her head, sliding her fingers on the phone. She never looked at Cassandra.

They didn't talk much during the whole process. After the meal, they were ready to leave before a woman's voice stopped them.

"What a coincidence, Cassandra!"

A familiar female voice came from behind her. Cassandra took a closer look. It was Whitney.

She was wearing a traditional Chinese dress and looked rather sophisticated in her elegant attire. A beautiful young lady was standing behind her. It was none other than Courtney.

"What a lovely surprise!"

Cassandra was pleasantly surprised as well. She never thought she would meet Whitney here, of all places.

"Is this your sister, Cloris? She's very beautiful, just like you,"

Whitney stated confidently with a smiling face.

"Yes, she is my sister. Strange to meet up with you here, are you here with a party or are you dinning together?"

Cassandra turned her eyes to Courtney, but was surprised to find that something seemed wrong with her.

Her big pretty eyes were fixed on Cloris. She stared at her in utter fear, as if she saw something terrible.

"What happened to Courtney?"

Cassandra asked, confused and concerned for her.

Whitney didn't notice Courtney at first. She turned around to check Courtney. Her smile disappeared at the sight of her daughter's petrified expression.

She reached out and held Courtney in her arms.

"Courtney, Courtney. It's me. I'm your mother. What did you see? Don't be afraid. I'm here with you. Everything is fine now," Whitney said sympathetically.

Cassandra suddenly realized that Courtney didn't fully recover from her mental disease. 'Poor girl. She is probably suffering from it again, lost in her memories.' Cassandra thought.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Cassandra offered nervously. She saw what it might have been like when Courtney was ill for an extended time and it scared her. She would cut herself viciously and the blood was everywhere, as if a murder had taken place. Cassandra's heart pounded anxiously whenever she thought of that scene.

"I need to take her to a quiet place quickly. Our hotel is too far away from here. I don't feel comfortable going all that way with her like this."

Whitney was growing more anxious, as Courtney's illness gradually progressed. Courtney already covered her ears with her hands and shook her head profusely. She looked so nervous and afraid. She was not like a normal person at all, with the strangest expression on her face, when it was visible.

"Cloris, are you living alone?" Cassandra asked desperately.

Suddenly, Cassandra remembered that Cloris's apartment was nearby, so she inquired immediately.

Cloris raised her head to take a look at Whitney and pursed her lips.

"Yes. They can come to my place."

She didn't want to do that. But Cassandra asked her in front of everyone, leaving her no chance to refuse.

The four went to Cloris's apartment. It was a small apartment with only one bedroom and one living room, simple but clean.

Whitney took Courtney to the bedroom immediately. She gave her some medication to make Courtney fall asleep.

The medication began to work as Courtney calmed down. She lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

Whitney tiptoed out carefully not to startle her as the girl was no longer a risk to herself.

"How's she doing now?"

Cassandra asked in a caring tone. She thought she would never have to see Courtney disturbed like that again.

"It's not as serious as it used to be. She's been doing well for the last few months this year. What made her petrified all of a sudden? I have no idea... It's strange that it happened with no warning at all." Whitney also had no clue.

Cassandra suddenly recalled that Courtney was staring at Cloris in fear earlier in the restaurant as if she wanted to escape from her. She wondered if Whitney had seen that as well. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

"Someone has to take care of her. She can't stay alone. She might be in danger. It's so sad to see her suffer like this,"

Cassandra said in a concerned, gentle tone. Whitney, as a mother, was having a hard time taking care of her daughter.

"Oh, yes. I took care of her all the time. She was doing exceptionally well this year. I can't understand the set back. She behaved well and would like to socialize with others. She seemed to be completely better. But then she behaved like this today. I don't know what to do now."

Whitney was a well balanced, emotionally strong woman. But whenever it came to Courtney's situation, she would often have red eyes.

"We've solved her problems before. But what caused it again is what actually concerns me," Cassandra said worriedly.