After she escaped from the copy room and, most importantly… from Keith, she went back to his dad’s office. Cassandra barge into his room without knocking. Her dad was sitting at his desk, spacing out deep in his thought.
“I said I don’t want to be disturbed, Ama—“ he stopped as he saw his daughter instead of his PA, Amanda.
“Dad, I wanted to say sorry again…” she said, eyes looked down at her own feet.
“For what?..” she lifted her face to meet his gaze. “For kissing Keith?” he guessed. There’s a hint of amusement there. Her face blushed.
“Yes, and no… I shouldn’t confront Drew like earlier. But he’s crossing the line this time, he’d even dare to offend you.” She said through gritted teeth.
Jackson Gray wheeled his chair towards her. “Come here…” he said, opening his arms for her,
