She became increasingly embarrassed.
“It's just two bowls. Go get some rest now,” Spencer said with a smile.
Cassandra's face flushed red, and she had no choice but to turn around and drag her suitcase toward her room. However, just as she reached the corner of the staircase, she heard Spencer's voice. “Hey, wait a minute.”
She turned around in surprise, only to see a man striding toward her. “What's the matter?” she asked.
“I just noticed that you seem to have a piece of lettuce stuck in your hair.”
“Really?” Cassandra wrinkled her nose, about to reach up and touch her head. Then she heard the man say, “Let me help you.”
She felt the warmth of the man's hand gently stroking her head. Is he caressing my head? Does it really take that long to pick a lettuce? Why does it feel like this man's hand is stuck to my head?
With that in mind, she couldn't help but ask, “Have you not taken it off?”
With a faint smile, Spencer looked incredibly warm. He withdrew his hand, placing it behind his back, before finally speaking, “I've taken it off.”
He felt as if the soft touch of a young girl's hair still lingered in the palm of his hand.
His heart couldn't help but race, yet he feigned composure. “You should go back to your room and rest.”
“Oh.” Cassandra always felt that something was slightly off, but she was too tired to think much about it and just went to her room.
Only after she had walked away did Spencer open his palm. It was empty. There was nothing in it.
In Haddock Group in Lake City, Sienna looked in disbelief at the documents in her own safe.
Her safe had always been where she kept important documents or assets, and she rarely opened her safe.
Also, she had always been the only one who knew the password.
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