Chapter 3

　　When Secretary Ou found her with her shoe today, her cells were trembling with excitement, and she pretended to be the girl from that night. This was the perfect opportunity to get close to the Peter Xiao. 　　Peter Xiao was the prestigious president of NC multinational group, a wealthy son, and a business prodigy. With an unyielding determination and a genius intellect, he monopolized entire industries at a young age and he was one of the richest men in the country. 　　Talent and wealth were two of his qualities. Peter himself was a handsome man, with cold facial features and a manly physique, sculpted by Michelangelo himself. 　　He has never been involved in any scandal. He is cruel and cold-blooded, he treats women like dirt and the idea of him flattering a woman was an absurdity. 　　But now, he was treating Cassandra so gently, it was like a fever dream. 　　"Mr. Xiao, I'll take off your shirt now." Cassandra lifted her well-maintained, slender fingers and unbuttoned Peter's first button. 　　Her words were enough to stir any man's imagination. Peter remembered the ecstasy of that night. 　　He looked down into her eyes, there was a fiery passion in his own eyes. He gently held Cassandra's hand, raised her chin, stared for a moment, he then lowered his head and slowly leaned against her red lips. 　　Cassandra felt hot all over, she couldn't help but stand on her toes and accept his kiss. 　　Peter opened his eyes slowly after seeing her response. He felt dull and lost all interest in her, he pushed her away and said indifferently, "Go out, I can change by myself." 　　"Mr. Xiao..." Cassandra opened her eyes, she put on her innocent and pure appearance again, and she was about to cry with a pitiful face. 　　After a few seconds of silence, Peter couldn't bear it anymore, he caressed her hair and comforted her, "Just call me Peter. I used to be a Special Forces soldier for two years, so I am used to doing everything by myself." 　　Cassandra knew how to manipulate and deal with men, so she turned around and went out instead of troubling herself. 　　Five minutes later, Peter changed his clothes and walked to the elevator gracefully with Cassandra. 　　At the same hospital, Samantha just came out of the obstetrics and gynecology department. 　　Today she fainted at school and she was sent to the hospital only to find out that she was pregnant. She felt ashamed as a student. 　　"Samantha, you are a disgrace to everyone in this institution." 　　The teaching director gritted her teeth all the way, "You're suspended! I have called your mother to take you away!" 　　"I was studying late that night and I—" 　　"Don't even bother! Don't pretend to be innocent, don't tell me that you were forced! I don't believe it!" The teacher exclaimed as she waved her hands around. "It's bad enough that you're a loose woman, but no, you had to threaten our reputation as an educational institution. Your mother better—" 　　As she was scolding her a loud smack echoed through the hallway. Her stepmother, Fiona Huang had slapped her across the cheek. It stung and her face went red immediately. 　　"What did I do wrong? I was raped that—" Fiona rushed over in a desperate manner, she slapped her four more times, and then kicked her. 　　Samantha was kicked back a few steps, bleeding from her nose and mouth, she couldn't protect herself from being beaten in vain. 　　That night, she moved the car door to save him. She used too much force and it caused a fracture in her arm. She wasn't able to treat it in time. She also had bone hyperplasia which made the pain excruciating. 　　She had to block her stepmother's strikes with her arms and even though she placed her injured arm behind the uninjured one, it was still as painful as bee stings. 　　Just as she was suffering, there were calm and domineering footsteps approaching her. 　　Peter and Cassandra were walking next to each other, behind them were bodyguards dressed in black, they were all full of style. 　　Fiona hurriedly stopped, turned her back, took out her sunglasses and put it on. 　　Samantha had a flesh wound on her forehead, bright red blood was dripping out of her head and it flowed along her eyelashes and into her eyes. Her eyes were now bloodshot but she still saw her sister next to him. 　　Cassandra was clinging to Peter's arm with a happy face. 　　The man was extremely handsome, with a long stature and luxurious clothes. He has two loose buttons on his white designer shirt, and his long neck and muscular throat was enough to make any woman riled up. 　　Peter glanced at Samantha indifferently, their eyes met. He looked at her as if she was contaminated. He then coldly looked away, and walked over to Cassandra. He put his arm around her waist and they both walked past the bloody woman. 　　For some reason, Samantha could feel a strange sorrow and grief in his heart. She raised her hand to wipe the blood off her forehead. 　　Cassandra looked back at her mother, her eyes had an inhumane cruelty. 　　She had already guessed what her sister was doing in the hospital and she made a gesture to her mother to get rid of her. 　　With a light smirk on her lips, Fiona understood completely. Her biological daughter has grown up and she has become the woman she always wanted her to be. Samantha wanted to run away, but there was nowhere to hide. 　　"Ms. Yan, you really are a kind person." Cassandra turned back frequently, Lian saw this and said, "It's normal to see a bloodied person in the hospital. There will be a doctor, so don't worry about her." 　　"I'm still a little worried." Cassandra clasped Peter's arm nervously, and said pretentiously, "That girl was bleeding, we should—"