Cassandra’s POV
Blaire was already sitting opposite Mr Longstan's desk by the time I walked into the room. Theodore gave me a small smile once he spotted me at the door.
Blaire’s face stiffened noticeably before she scoffed. "Please take a seat, Cassandra," he urged. I walked over and then took a seat across from him.
"Is anything wrong?" I asked with a soft smile, Blaire, being an obvious pain in the arse, rolled her eyes. It was crazy how she didn't even bother to hide her dislike for me
"Not really...you gave an idea earlier. " he praised.
"I am glad you love it." I chimed, and he nodded before his gaze fell on Blaire.
"I will appreciate it if you get along." He drawled, his gaze settled on Blaire’s whose face went red. Her lips parted then closed.
Theodore sighed, his voice
