Chapter 315

Cassandra held it in for a good while before quickly denying, "No, no, I don’t like Mr. Blackwood. I just think he’s cool, that’s it!" Was this guy seriously that desperate for love? Why did he keep assuming she had feelings for him? Ugh… so annoying. "Oh? Then tell me, what exactly do you admire about me, Cassie?" Damien’s voice had that teasing smile in it again. "You’re good-looking and rich," she replied without hesitation, tossing out the most shallow answer possible. He let out a fake disappointed sigh, "And here I thought you were into my brains and capabilities." "Someone who could totally coast on their looks but insists on using actual talent? Yeah, that kind of person is annoyingly perfect," Cassandra said with a half-laugh and a little eye-roll he couldn’t see. "You didn’t even deny it," he suddenly pointed out. "Huh?" She blinked, confused for a second. "I said I thought you liked me for my talent and ability," he repeated, putting extra emphasis on the word "liked." "Dami