Chapter 80

Blake and Cassie stepped out of the grand ballroom: the venue for the yearly fundraiser luncheon for the treatment of cancer, which Carter Industries had been involved with for many years. It was after six late afternoon on a Thursday.

“Good evening, Mr. Carter,” a reporter all but jumped right in front of them from nowhere with his phone poised on Blake's face. “Are we expecting another marriage of two heirs soon?” He dashed a quick smile at Cassie.

“You just stay tuned.” Blake patted the reporter on the shoulder. “We shall see.”

“Mr. Carter…Mr. Carter,” another reporter appeared, a lady. “Please, can you confirm it….”

“Goodnight everyone,” he waved his hand in the air, taking Cassie’s hand firmly in his. The duo, with their signature grins, simply walked away.

“That was perfect.” She looked into his eyes. “I mean, the way you handled the reporters.

“I don't know,” he sighed audibly. “Those guys are always eager to speculate about all my movements.”

“Don't mind them, I enjoyed mys