Chapter 320

"Mr... Mr. Blackwood? What are you doing here?" Seeing Damien standing in front of her, Cassandra felt like she was in a dream. Wasn't he supposed to be in the UK? "Why wouldn't I be here?" He wore a sleek black overcoat, matching vest and tailored suit beneath. There was something untouchably elegant about him, like he carried the night itself with him. He walked toward her slowly, deliberately, with a calm smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I thought you were still in the UK," she said, confused. "I was. But now I'm back," he replied casually. "Oh..." Cassandra lowered her gaze, staring awkwardly at her shoes, not knowing what to say next. "Aren't you curious what gift I brought you, sweetheart?" he asked, gazing down at her. Under the soft glow of the streetlight, her long lashes trembled slightly, the curve of her nose delicate, and her lips glistened slightly from lip gloss. Her skin glowed like porcelain. "What gift did you get me, Mr. Blackwood?" Cassandra finally looked