That very day, Camden was badly beaten up by Damon's men before getting dumped in front of the York residence. Damon's message was clear. This time, he didn't investigate the York family. But it didn't mean that he had no problems at all. Leaving Camden at their doorstep served as a warning to them. Henry and Hannah were about to head outside to do something when they spotted Camden. The sight of him tied up and covered in bruises sent shivers down their spines. "Mr. Bradley, why are you here?" Henry hurriedly untied Camden and helped him to walk into the house. "Why am I here? This is all your daughter's fault!" Camden couldn't be bothered by the fact that he was dirty as he sprawled across the couch in the York residence. He said angrily, "Damon didn't kill me this time, but that doesn't mean I'd be able to survive next time!" It was clearly Shannon's idea to hire him and send a fake message to Caleb saying that Celeste was dead. Lying on the couch, Camden took his anger
At the Radcliffe's dinner party, Jonah was wearing a suit and a cross necklace. He stood at the door to welcome his guests. He was a tall man in his 50s. Because of how wealthy he was, he seemed younger and more energetic than other regular 50-year-olds. But he gave off a greasy feeling due to his obsession with alcohol and women.In Lawrence's words, his father was a simple man. He had only one hobby apart from working, and that was to sleep around with hot women. He'd stuff dollars into the girls' panties and sleep with them. He didn't care if those hotties only loved his money and not him. Nor did he care about them being smart or not. Jonah preferred quantity over quality when it came to playing with women. Henry had some dealings with him in the past. Of course, he knew what kind of person Jonah was, but he couldn't be bothered by it. "It's been a while, Mr. Radcliffe." Henry led Shannon to Jonah's front. Shannon was dressed in an extravagant and revealing dress. Grinni
Celeste was smart enough to understand Henry's intention when he brought Shannon along to see Jonah. But Caleb's condition was still unstable, so she couldn't care much about anything else. Lawrence added a few words after sending her the picture. "Let me know if you need me to do anything. It won't be troublesome. You don't have to feel embarrassed to speak up either." She was so touched that she didn't know what to say. She could only tell Megan to watch Henry. She'd think about the rest after Caleb got better. Celeste took a week's leave to take care of Caleb. She accompanied him on walks under the sun, sat by him as he got an IV drip, and gave him health supplements to consume. Caleb had a positive attitude. He couldn't be happier about the fact that his sister was alive. That day, Celeste pushed Caleb's wheelchair to the back of the hospital. They strolled under the sun on the grass field. She then heard the voice of a young boy. "Ms. York?" She turned around and s
"How could I let you do that?" Celeste quickly turned him down. "Why not? My friend's nursing home is quieter. There'll be a professional team of nutritionists and rehabilitation physicians to help Caleb heal better. Although the environment of this hospital is alright, there are a lot of people here. You can consider my suggestion if you ever want to avoid that situation." Celeste thought about it. Winston's suggestion was indeed the best for her current situation. She couldn't watch over Caleb all day long. She could only feel confident enough to attack the York family if Caleb was placed in a completely safe environment. "Alright, just follow my advice. You helped me find the loophole during the bidding and the conspiracy between the York family and the authorities in Primax Group. Let me repay you by making sure that Cal is healthy and safe." Winston called Caleb by his nickname too like how Celeste did. "You probably won't believe me, but I feel really connected to this ki
"What's wrong with you? Are you crazy?" Celeste was frustrated. She wiped the blood off the wound on her lips with the back of her hand. Unbuckling her seat belt, she was about to get out of the car. But Damon had locked the car door. "What do you want?" Jerking her head around, she glared at him in fury. "You're my wife. Should Winston kiss you instead of me then?" Damon couldn't think straight because of how jealous he felt. After telling her that, he wanted to kiss her again. Only then did Celeste realize why he was acting this way. "Nothing happened between me and Winston!" She hit the roof. "Why would a man treat another woman so kindly and help her out with everything? Celeste, do you think he may have no feelings for you? "Do you think you can keep using him for your benefit as long as you don't expose his true intentions? That he wouldn't ask you for anything in return? Since when have you become so naive?" As Damon spoke, he leaned over to kiss her again. C
Celeste just got back home, so Damon didn't go to the company either. He decided to work from home. She spent the whole morning cooped up in her room. It was around noon when Damon brought some desserts upstairs to coax her down. But he noticed that she had done her makeup and was walking downstairs. "Damon, are we heading to the company together?" She opened her arms wide at Damon, who was by the dining table. She then leaped into his arms. She seemed different from how she was in the morning when she cried and complained with red eyes about how he disrespected her. Damon thought that it was either because she regained her composure or she found out what he did in secret. So she was all better now. As expected, Celeste said, "Thanks for spending money on Caleb again. When he recovers, he'll work hard and repay you for the money." She even pecked Damon's lips with her own, which she accidentally bit on in the morning. Damon couldn't help but laugh. This woman seemed lik
The order of their presentations for the contest was decided through drawing lots. Celeste would be the fourth one to present her product. Thankfully, she still had some time. She tried to calm herself down as she called Liya's number again and again. "Where's your model? Celeste, it's almost your turn!" The staff who was holding Celeste's product was panicking. "Perhaps she thought she could go through the contest without a model because she's Mr. Bishop's wife," an intern mocked her. It was as if Celeste didn't hear her. She contacted the modeling agency, but nobody picked up the phone. As the department manager, Leah entered the backstage right at that moment. "Get yourself ready and don't miss anything out. Or you'll embarrass yourself." When she walked past Celeste, she said with a weird tone. Celeste was planning to keep calling Liya, but she stopped herself. Coldly, she stared at Leah. There was no need to call the model anymore. Leah must have done something abo
"I'm naming this chain belt Lolita. The concept behind a chain belt is to express seductiveness. But designing it in the red and white of strawberries introduces a hint of innocence of a young maiden. It's just like Lolita in the movie. Innocent, yet sinful," Celeste spoke.Damon was just thinking about Lolita a moment ago. Celeste stood at the front stage and graciously introduced her product to the judges. Staring at her waist, Damon wished he could run over and pull her into his arms. She didn't include any expensive jewels in her design, but it was attentive and full of details. It was coupled with the fact that she walked the stage herself to show the product. As Damon expected, she got the highest score amongst everyone else and won the contest by a huge margin. There were more than 20 media reporters at the scene. They all flashed their cameras at that moment. Damon's head hurt when he thought of how pictures of Celeste's waist would be all over the news the next day.