Chapter 3 She Doesn"t Need Money

After chatting for a while, Uncle Smith took Cassie to look at the room. The room was spacious and bright, and the decoration was exquisite and gorgeous. There was everything she needed.

"Cas, do you think the decoration of the room is satisfactory? If you don"t like it, I"ll ask someone to fix it for you."

"Uncle Smith, I like it very much. Thank you."

Looking at the man in front of her, Cassie had complicated feelings in her heart. She had seen Uncle Smith many times when she was a child. He had always treated her well. Thinking of this, Cassie couldn"t help but think of her deceased father, and her expression couldn"t help but dim.

"You must be tired. Have a good rest. I"ll wake you up when it"s dinner time."

Cassie nodded and returned to her room to sort out her things.

After dinner, Uncle Smith pulled Cassie to the sofa to chat. He then handed her a bank card.

"Cas, take this card. The five of them will show you around San Francisco tomorrow. You can buy whatever you want."

"Uncle Smith, thank you for your kindness, but it"s okay."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cassie caught a glimpse of Auntie Smith"s unhappy expression. She said sarcastically, "Huh, what are you pretending to be noble for? Didn"t you come to our family for money?"

"Sara Smith!" Uncle Smith shouted Auntie Smith"s name angrily.

"Aren"t I telling the truth? Why are you yelling at me?"

The corner of Cassie"s mouth twitched. She didn"t know how she had offended Sara Smith. She declined again and again, and only then did she refuse Uncle Smith"s kindness.

At this moment, the phone next to her rang.

"Cassie, the profit of this quarter of the company is 50 million dollars, which has been transferred to your account."

She curled her lips. She didn"t need money from others.

The day passed just like that. When she woke up the next morning, she found out from the housekeeper that Uncle Smith had already gone to work.

The five young masters were having breakfast at the table. Last night, Uncle Smith had already instructed them to take Cassie for a stroll in San Francisco.

As soon as Cassie sat down, the eldest brother, Javen Smith, said in a low voice, "I have a meeting in my company today. Let the four of them take you out."

The man put down his utensils and stood up to leave.

"I"m sorry, Cassie," the other four apologized. "I"m in a rush to film today. It"s not convenient for me to bring you along."

"My hospital needs two surgeries."

"I"m going on a business trip today."

"I"m going to class."

Cassie, "..."

The five of them left the table one after another. Cassie rolled her eyes speechlessly and then ate her breakfast casually.

She stayed in the room for the whole afternoon. In the evening, her cell phone on the table rang.

An excited voice came from the other side, "Cassie, have you come to San Francisco?"

"What"s the matter?" Cassie asked coldly.

"You didn"t even tell me when you came to San Francisco. Do you even think of me as your friend? I don"t care. Come out and have dinner with me right now."

"No."

"If you don"t want to go, I"ll come to the Smith"s house to look for you."

Cassie, "..."

Half an hour later, she informed the housekeeper and left the villa alone.

After dinner with Cater Johns, Cassie was forcibly taken to a high-end bar in San Francisco by him.

"Cassie, no one bullied you in the Smith Family, right?"

"Who would bully me?" Cassie sneered.

Cater Johns smiled awkwardly, "That"s true..."

Thinking of Cassie, who would ever have the ability to bully her? Although this woman looked pretty and delicate, she was simply a devil.

"Then do you really plan to get engaged to the Smith Family?"

"I don"t know," Cassie said casually after taking a sip of wine.

If it wasn"t for her father... she wouldn"t have come to the Smith family. She could only take it one step at a time.

The two of them were in the bar lobby on the first floor, so they didn"t notice that someone had been staring at them in the booth from the second floor.