Chapter 86

“Thanks, Mr. Blackwood.” Cassandra came back to her senses, her smile blooming like a flower as her starry eyes glistened ever so slightly.

Damien gave a light “mm” and the corners of his lips curved just a bit before he turned to open the car door.

Right when Cassandra figured he was about to leave, he turned back holding two sleek, classy bags.

“Birthday gifts,” he said, handing one of the bags to her. From the other bag, he pulled out a box, opened it, and passed it over.

“I wasn’t sure what kind of cake you liked. The shop owner said most girls tend to go for matcha.”

The little cake looked delicate and just big enough for two. On the box was Japanese writing.

Cassandra understood Japanese, and instantly recognized the store — a famous matcha dessert spot in Japan that had even been featured on TV a few times.

So, he really rushed back from Japan? That explained the slightly travel- worn vibe he had.

For a second, Cassandra bit her