How Death Became My Rebirth

Cassandra opened the invitation out of curiosity. It was a fragrant dinner party.

She thought, ‘I won’t go there. I just came back, and you want to trick me into going to Spaunia again? Don’t even think about it.

A letter from the Perfume Association.

She always had a bad feeling.

Upon opening the envelope, she found a letter of appointment from the Perfume Association, offering her the position of chairwoman.

Cassandra was a little helpless, and she didn’t want to.

She called Lester and wanted to refuse the chairwoman’s position, but he misled.

her.

Lester said, “I’ve seen you sign for it 24 hours ago. After that, you will agree by default. When will you come over and go through the formalities?”

Cassandra was silent.

He was forcing her to be the chairwoman.

“I don’t agree; I don’t want to. You can change someone else.” Cassandra refused.

“Cassandra, I can’t do it anymore. The Perfume Association cannot be handed over to people with ulterior motives. That will destroy it. Only you can make good perfume without competing for it. You

can’t refuse me.”

Lester said himself as pitiful as possible, refusing to give Cassandra any chance to reject him. This went against his original intention.

Magnolia was the most gifted perfumer he had ever seen, and it was also a myth- creating perfumer.

Therefore, she should not just be a perfumer but also lead the Perfume Association to higher heights.

Cassandra was speechless.

“Mr. Hawks, I’m not suitable for it,” said her.

She never thought of managing the Perfume Association.

“Cassandra, I’m not in a hurry. Can you think about it first?” Lester also took a step back. He could tell that Cassandra was unwilling to do so.

However, he couldn’t find a suitable successor, let alone someone who loved perfuming.

Nowadays, people put interests first. He was worried about it.

He could work for another two years and persuade Magnolia when she was older.

“All right, you can look for others as well.” Cassandra hung up the phone.

This was good, but Cassandra didn’t want to be so troublesome. She was the most. afraid of trouble, so she did not want to impose more identities on herself.

Kenneth looked at Cassandra with honor.

This was the girl he liked. No matter what field she was in, she shone brightly and was the most dazzling existence.

Kenneth wanted her to stand tall, and he also tried his best to catch up with her so that everyone could see how excellent she was. Those who abandoned her would. regret it.

Cassandra turned around and saw Kenneth’s admiring face. She was a little stunned, “Kenneth, what happened?”

Kenneth calmed down, walked up to Cassie, and stroked her hair, “Nothing. I just think my Cassie is excellent.

Cassandra didn’t know what to say.

She thought, ‘I’m not your Cassie yet.”

***

People had always wanted Cassandra to be interviewed two or three days after returning to Clusia, but she wouldn’t..

So William refused them one by one.

Even more mad reporters were blocking the gate of Juset University, but they hadn’t seen Cassandra for so many days.

Finally, the school asked Professor Kaptur to respond.

“Professor Yates does not have any classes recently, so she will not return to the

school. In addition, we hope that the media personnel will not gather at the school gate, as it will disturb the school. We will pursue the responsibility of everyone present under the law.” Professor Kaptur was originally a senior member of Juset University and a prominent figure in academic circles. Cassandra was a professor in his department, so it is very honorable for him to respond. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Reporters wanted to ask about Cassandra’s things but were turned away by Professor Kaptur.

“As for the kidnapping a few days ago, Professor Yates said nothing. She won’t come here during this period. It would be best if you all left now. If you are blocking the door, don’t blame me for being rude.”

This group of reporters was the most annoying. They all liked to guard at the door and dig out the so– called first–hand information.

However, they had no bottom line and caused trouble to others. They thought that they were the incarnation of justice and restored news.

That was what Professor Kaptur hated most.

When the reporters wanted to ask more questions, Professor Kaptur asked them to leave.

*****On the other side, Cassandra directly chose to call the police. She was not soft on those reporters who kept calling and inquiring about her address.

The fact that Cassandra called the police also became a trending topic.

[Is it necessary? It’s not a big deal for her to accept the interview. Why does she hate so much?]

[Shut up. You’ll say she’s putting on a show if she accepts the interview, and you’ll say she’s putting on airs if she doesn’t. Why are you always here to criticize?]

[These reporters are so annoying. Although I want Cassandra to answer directly, it doesn’t mean I want her to be forced into answering like this.]

[If she doesn’t want to be interviewed, stop interviewing her. Can’t journalists stay away from Cassandra? Could you explain what you mean now?]

[Am I the only one who thinks that Cassandra is showing off? Could she be unwilling to appear on camera because she hasn’t been paid?]

[Upstairs, I can only say that you are crazy. Although I don’t know whether the 50 billion dollars is actual, Cassandra is rich and disdainful of these reporters

remuneration.]

[It’s good to do things on a high profile and keep a low profile. This is Cassandra, isn’t it?]

[I agree. Samantha is the same. Every piece of work is impressive, but if it weren’t for the previous competition, you wouldn’t be able to recognize her.]

[I hope these reporters don’t go to Cassandra anymore. They block the school gate daily like watchdogs, which is annoying.]

[Shh, upstairs, you’re exposed. You are tarnishing your school.]

[Am I wrong? Dozens of people either stood or squatted at the school gate.]

Cassandra thought this kind of thing was ridiculous. She didn’t expect so many people to think about it after such a long time.

She thought, “Isn’t it good that I’m okay? Why do you want to get to the bottom of

it?‘

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