At the gate of Maple Restaurant, Cassie stopped the car. And she at once saw Francis's noticeable car. With sarcastic glee, she thought, 'Francis, you have no moral authority to fault me as a spendthrift. You are splashing lots of money on a meal. Aren't you much as a black sheep as I am?'
In the restaurant, Francis and Violet sat at a corner, chatting while enjoying their meal.
As Cassie walked in, a waiter welcomed her and courteously inquired, "May I help you?"
"I am looking for someone," said Cassie, searching for Francis.
The servant thought that Cassie was here to find her friend, so he left Cassie alone.
While Cassie was seeking for Francis, she saw Violet seating at a corner and stopped in her tracks, wondering, 'Why is she here?'
And then Cassie recognized the man opposite Violet, she was shocked to realize the man was none other than her cousin.
Never in her wildest dreams had Cassie thought that Francis would have lunch together with Violet. She wondered, 'Are they close to each other? Or is there any secret between them that I don't know?'
Careful not to break their conversation and eager to spy on what they were up to, Cassie kept a safe distance. Finding an ideal spot for the job, behind a large vase, she stood still and observed them, taking note of every detail she could. Between eating and chatting, they also seemed to share some heart laughter. At some point, she noticed Francis pass a serviette to Violet to wipe the side of her mouth.
"Violet, you are a fox. What mischief are up to with my cousin?" Cassie scolded.
Then thinking about the recent turn of events, she found that some events were quite coincidental that she began to suspect Violet might have been the hand pulling strings behind the scenes.
How could Violet be having lunch with Francis now, when barely two hours ago, Cassie had got wind of the decision by Francis to help GR Group. Wasn't Violet's appearance in the picture a telltale sign of some connections? But Tina also tried to get Greg. There was no reason for her to help GR Group. Didn't Violet hate Tina?
With growing anger as she watched Violet and Francis at their table, Cassie had an evil nudge.
On the spur of the moment, Cassie pulled out her cellphone and took several photos, without any of them noticing. Then she sneaked away to a different table where she could still watch them without being found out. She stealthily stole a glance around to make sure no one was watching. Once more, she secretly took a stash of photos, trying best to capture at different angles, as much as her limited movement would allow.
Staring at the photos she took, Cassie laughed spitefully, thinking to herself, 'Violet, last time I tried to retaliate, but someone stopped me. This time I'll make you lose face. By the time I'm done with you, you'll wish the ground would swallow you up. I want to see how Greg will react when he sees these photos.'
Then Cassie squinted at Violet and left the restaurant.
Sitting opposite each other, Francis was completely smitten with Violet. He fixed his eyes on Violet, wishing he could stop the lapse of time, just to savor her good-natured company a little longer. For the time they had spent together, Francis was impressed by just how well they got along with each other. Even their likes and dislikes seemed to blend on most things perfectly. Most importantly, Francis was very impressed by how they broached and tackled thorny issues with mutual understanding. Such a rare gem, he totally fell in love. She was the kind of special woman for whom he'd give everything.
"Thank you for inviting me to have lunch with you. If it's possible, let me take you out next time," Violet said.
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