Chapter 35: Trump Card

After breakfast, the three of them headed to the company together. As usual, Peter took the car by himself. Just as he parked his car, his phone suddenly rang in his pocket. The text simply read: [Wait for me.] It was from Cassandra. Peter felt torn, unsure of how he'd face Cassandra. But he knew he couldn't avoid it. About twenty minutes later, the passenger door suddenly opened. Cassandra got in. The two sat in silence. A few minutes passed before Cassandra took a deep breath. "Last night's...