Chapter 132

When Cassandra was teasing Tristan, he pulled over, unbuckled his seatbelt, and leaned over. Trapping her in her seat, he wondered aloud, "Hm? Tell me more." His deepening gaze was so near, and his hot breath tickled her cheek. She felt her heart race and cheeks blush. "I… I was joking…" He let out a low chuckle before giving her a peck on the lips. "Mrs. Freeman, remember…" His tone of voice took a turn as he warned, "From now on, you'll love no one but me." Blushing, she shoved him away. "Keep driving!" She thought that was adorably childish of him. … The day had arrived. Former class president, James Malton, had made a dinner reservation at a five-star hotel for the gathering. They picked an upscale venue because former classmates, many of whom were talented, were now doing well in life. Cassandra and Victoria learned upon their arrival that they would be dining at the hotel owned by Freeman Group. Prior to this gathering, Cassandra had visited the hotel once. She rec