Chapter 112

It really was a message from Michael. It was almost five in the morning-what on earth was he doing texting her at this hour? Cassandra stared blankly at the words: [Are you free tomorrow?] Her mind was a total mess. What she didn't know was that the second she clicked into the message, Michael saw it'd been read. Michael frowned slightly as he stared at the read receipt. Why was she still awake at this time? Cassandra hesitated for a long while before finally typing two words: [I am.] Inside, she was twisted into knots. Part of her wanted desperately to be close to him, the other part feared that getting close would blow her secret wide open. She wasn't ready to lose everything just yet. But even if she tried to dodge him, what good would it do? Michael had insisted on making her the lead for this project, and until now he still hadn't let her sign the contract. She honestly didn't get what game he was playing. Michael wasn't at all surprised by her response. He knew she wouldn't say n