Chapter 60

As night fell, what was supposed to be a small gathering with Celeste and the farmers turned into a grand celebration, almost like a fiesta for an entire neighborhood. Loud music, strong drinks, and appetizers emerged, quickly leading to a lively dance party.

“Is it cold?” Semion asked Celeste as he draped a large black jacket over her shoulders.

The chill in Celeste’s arms, caused by the evening breeze, was replaced by the warm comfort of the jacket. Her attention shifted from the dancing people to Semion, who had seated himself next to her.

“Thank you,” she said with a big smile. “Are you done talking to your staff?”

“All done.” Semion adjusted the jacket on her. “Wear this properly, or you’ll catch a cold.”

“Okay,” Celeste chuckled as she put on the oversized jacket. She could smell Semion’s pleasant cologne, which made her inhale deeply with a sigh of contentment.

“W-What?” Semion looked away, puzzled. “Why are you sniffing like that?”

“You smell so good,” she complimented.

Semion