On the other hand, Henry had been making some progress too. After the dinner party, Jonah shared meals with Henry and Shannon another three times. Of course, Henry knew of Janah's true intentions, so he didn't let Jonah have what he wanted first. In the middle of their third get-together, Henry's phone rang. "Sorry, I'm going to pick up the call." Henry gave Jonah an apologetic smile. Jonah made a gesture to show that he didn't mind. And so, Henry left in a hurry. He came back not long after. He put on a smile. "Ah, Mr. Radcliffe, I have something urgent to attend to. I have to go check things out." Then, he put on his coat without waiting for Jonah's reply. He was about to leave. "Dad, I think I should go with you." Shannon had seen enough men to know that Jonah's gaze on her was different from how other elders would normally look at her. She tried to keep her cool each time she talked to Jonah. Although she was quite open to sleeping around, she had always been mingli
It was the next week when Celeste heard of Henry using his daughter to gain some benefits. "Last Friday, Henry made an official will. He promised to hand over all of his properties and businesses to Shannon as inheritance. What's going on? Is there something wrong with his health? Why is he in such a rush to make a will?" Megan heard of this news from her connections. She was curious. "I received another piece of information. Jonah has announced that he'll pass on all of his fire safety projects to the York Group in the future as a form of collaboration. "They've also signed an agreement for a property development project in Lagona. They'll be receiving thirty percent of the cost as advance payment," Celeste said calmly. Henry was healthy. There could only be one reason for him to make a will this early. This was so that he could provide Shannon with a guaranteed benefit. It was a form of compensation. And what could that be for? The answer to that question was clear after comb
Of course Damon knew about it. When the Radcliffe family passed the project to Henry, Damon knew that Celeste would act on it. He just didn't expect her to act so quickly. The nursing home where Caleb was staying wasn't far from their place. Why would Celeste need to pack her luggage and stay there for three days? Judging from how much she loved her brother, it was strange how there wasn't a single toy or packet of snacks in her luggage. Celeste was a smart woman. But she was always bad at lying about trivial matters like this. From Damon's perspective, this woman was extremely thoughtful. She thought that it'd be troublesome to be honest, but it was unnecessary to put in too much effort crafting a good lie. So she'd just lie however she liked without straining her mind. If the other person realized it, they'd just pretend not to know out of respect for her. She wouldn't be too bothered even if that person hated her because of it. "Are you surprised?" Damon reached out to n
Celeste managed to arrive in Lagona around 11 am. She stated her identity as Lawrence's assistant. So it was easy for her to enter the construction site where the Radcliffe Group was building a new property. Thousands of construction workers were hard at work. Celeste wore a safety hat and a white cashmere coat. She walked past everyone in her three-inch tall heels. Anyone passing by would check her out. The project was still in the initial stage of design. There were only a few men in charge and architects from the York family. They were standing around the site to take measurements and draft. Celeste recognized their uniform. And so, she walked around the construction site once and took some pictures as information. She pretended to be calm as she greeted them. "When will the project start?" "Pretty soon. The latest should be early next month." Not many knew of the relationship between Celeste and the York family. Those people only thought that she was a representative fr
Celeste didn't expect her to be able to get things done in just an afternoon after planning a three-day trip. After lunch, Celeste was wondering if she should change her flight. Someone with an unfamiliar number texted her. "Hello, I am Mason Cooper. We met earlier today. Are you free to have a chat with me?" Celeste had a feeling that this was the man who stared at her earlier. "Sure. What time will you be getting off work?" "Five in the afternoon." "I'll see you at Bon Cafe then." Celeste told him the location of the nearest cafe to her. …"I know who you are. You're not Shelby Longman. You're Celeste York." Mason changed out of his work uniform. He was now wearing a black cap and shirt. After taking a seat, he went straight to the point. "Okay." He didn't expose her in the afternoon. He was probably here to ask for hush money. It'd be simple if that was his intention. Celeste was thinking about how much money would she have to pay him to keep it a secret, and how
Killing people before they could retract their confession sounded like something Henry and Hannah would do. Henry destroyed three families just like that. Thinking of what he did to her mother, herself, and Caleb sent shivers down Celeste's spine. "How long have you been working for the York Group?" "More than a year. I've been waiting for an opportunity." Celeste nodded. She didn't say anything to reassure him. Everyone had their own troubles in life. She felt that nothing she said would mean much to him. She also believed that someone who could endure so much pain like Mason would be able to overcome this. Not long after the two had a chat, her phone rang. It was Damon. "Hello, darling." Celeste gestured for Mason to give her a few minutes. She walked outside after answering the call. Damon's heart went soft when he heard her call him "darling". "Hello. I have to visit the Sullivan residence at night for Mr. Sullivan's birthday celebration," he said. "Oh, okay." C
Not long after he drove away from the Sullivan residence, a blue Bugatti followed behind. It zoomed over and made a sharp turn to stop right in front of Damon's car. "Leah, are you trying to get yourself killed?" Damon hit the brake hard. His car swayed a little. "I won't let you leave my house just like that!" Leah got out of her car and stood in front of his car. It was as if she was ready to die. Frowning, Damon left his car. He lit a cigarette impatiently. "Leah, let's not make things difficult here. You can't force someone into a relationship." "But Damon, I'm the one you liked in the past! Celeste is just an evil schemer. You're way out of her league!" Leah dashed over stubbornly and tugged at Damon's sleeve. Her eyes were red. Standing here in the cold wind of late autumn, she seemed pitiful. "That's in the past. People change." Damon sighed. "No, you're just fooled by Celeste! That bitch!" Leah started to say things in an unfiltered way. She was about to leap in
For a long time, Celeste couldn't return to her senses. She thought that she just had to marry Damon, and she wouldn't care about how much he fooled around with other women. But after all these incidents, she knew that she couldn't accept such a relationship at all. Relationship? Celeste was taken aback by her own thoughts. She thought that she just had a simple goal when she got married to Damon. How could feelings be involved now? The one who fell first would lose. Of course, Celeste understood this well enough. "Son of a bitch, what's the point of him pretending to tell me where he'd be going?" She snickered and called Megan. "Are you free? I'm back from Lagona." At the Regalia Club, Megan opened a bottle of vodka for Celeste. Watching her add a huge ice cube and different drinks in there, Megan couldn't help but laugh. "Don't blame me if you get alcohol poisoning. I'm worried that your husband will come over and destroy my whole club." "Don't talk to me about that s