Chapter 133

Cassandra suddenly spotted a familiar face. Fred showed up in a simple white shirt and black cargo pants. He was as gentlemanly as she remembered him to be. At that moment, he was conversing with a few classmates in a low voice. He looked around at the same time she did. Their eyes met from across the room. Cassandra shot him a polite smile and looked away just in time to miss his deepening gaze. His eyes lingered on Cassandra for a bit until she turned away. Then, he took a sip of his wine, a faint smile appearing on his lips. Blair had observed everything the moment Cassandra walked into the room. She seemed resentful, especially when Fred wouldn't peel his eyes off Cassandra. Why did Cassandra always steal the spotlight, even after all these years? She stood there, surrounded by a few women who were chatting away. Even when Cassandra was dressed in a simple dress, she looked more dazzling than other attendees who put effort into their attire. Cassandra's makeup-less face w