The two made love with each other till late at night. No matter how slow Celeste was, she could tell that nothing had happened between Damon and Leah. That was because this man was going crazy after being sexually frustrated for a long time. "No more, please," she said hoarsely. She looked as if she could pass out anytime. In the end, she fell asleep in his arms. "Such a silly goofball." It had been a while since he last felt so relaxed from ejaculation. Damon hugged Celeste and caressed her back gently. His heart softened for her. …The next morning, Damon had to head back early as he had work to do in Taverdale. They went downstairs for breakfast earlier than the team. Celeste seemed to be in better spirits. Sitting across from Damon, she had her coffee and croissants. Suddenly, she thought of something, her face turning red. Naturally, Damon saw that. He sighed at how beautiful she looked when she was blushing. "What's on your mind?" He reached out to tear off a cor
"Leah, for the sake of my peaceful family life, let's not see each other anymore before you meet the right one for you." Damon finished his coffee and said what he wanted to say. He got up and left. Leah stared at Damon's back as he walked away. She stopped crying. Viciousness and resentment flashed across her eyes. "Celeste York, just you wait!" …On the other hand, Celeste wanted to visit Lagona as well during the business trip. But she was too busy with the exhibition. She started working the moment she woke up every day. She'd still be reading the work plan for the next day at 11:00 pm. She had no free time at all. She contacted Mason a few times through WhatsApp. He shared a few files with her. They contained proof of how the York Group used aluminum-clad windows as a replacement for the regular fireproof windows. She had to visit the construction site and see Cedric urgently. Thankfully, she and her team managed to finish their work in just six and a half days. On th
When Winston arrived, he saw Celeste scrolling through her phone with her head lowered. Since they would be meeting at the golf course later, Celeste had braided her hair. She was dressed in a pink-fitted polo shirt and white shorts. Both her golf shoes and cap were pink as well. Sitting across Winston, she exuded a youthful air. "Do you know how to play golf?" He raised his eyebrow playfully. Most girls who came from a poor background and knew how to play golf had mostly dated rich men. But in Winston's eyes, Celeste seemed simple-minded in relationship matters. She didn't seem to be someone who would go out of her way to please rich men. The green fee for a golf session could cost up to a few thousand dollars. She wouldn't have been able to afford it in the past. "Would it surprise you if I told you that I didn't know how to play golf when I contacted you previously?" Celeste knew why Winston was confused. She then told him the truth. She didn't mean it when she said th
When Cedric got a hole-in-one in the end, everyone cheered for him. There were 36 holes on the golf course. Nearly 300 caddies lined up so that he'd tip them. He casually pulled out his card and asked someone to withdraw some cash. Tens of stacks of cash were withdrawn just for him to tip the caddies. Once again, Celeste viewed him in a different light. How could he possibly be so rich? His salary wouldn't be high enough for him to do this! Every time a caddie said thank you, they'd receive a few hundred dollars each as their tip. Winston saw the confusion on Celeste's face. He then said, "Cedric grew up on a military compound. He started working in the Department of Housing and Urban Development by chance. If that wasn't the case, he would've been a colonel by now." It was normal for someone to be so generous coming from such a background. After all, his financial records would be clean when he spent his money this way. Celeste thought to herself. "Why don't you take a s
Damon thought that Celeste would be back with everyone else, so he made a reservation at a fine dining place just to have dinner with her. She went on a business trip right after he came back from one. In half a month, he barely got to spend time with her when he flew to Yalen that night. Damon wasn't a talkative man, and Celeste was a secretive person too. Things were fine when they were together. But they'd talk even less when they weren't around each other. He was prepared to welcome her at the airport. He only found out that Celeste wasn't coming back with the rest after contacting Sylvie. Damon couldn't sleep that night. When he called Celeste, she was running around to pick up golf balls for Cedric. She didn't hear any of the calls.She was having supper with the other two when she finally saw the missed calls. Celeste wanted to call him after she headed back to the hotel. But it was already midnight when she returned. Damon was probably already asleep. She could onl
Damon's voice was as cold as ice. After he said that, he hung up. Celeste was confused. Damon seemed alright before this, so why did he get upset all of a sudden? She passed some documents to Cedric just now, but she was going to visit the construction site again the next day. She had to gather more evidence so that nothing would go wrong. "I can't go back yet. Give me another half day. Tomorrow night. I'll be back at night." She told Damon on WhatsApp patiently. Damon didn't reply to her even the next morning. Damon was a volatile man, so Celeste didn't think too hard about this. She didn't realize how serious the matter was. She thought that she'd just coax him when she got back home. To her surprise, not long after she reached the construction site, the guard came over and reported, "Ms. Longman, someone's looking for you." Celeste seemed calm on the outside, but she was panicking. Anyone who asked to see Shelby Longman definitely knew her! If she went to see them, w
"Celeste, you went to the casino just to get my attention. And now you're playing golf with Cedric? Why did I not know that you could play golf, huh?" Damon pulled Celeste's arm and threw her onto the couch. The couch was made of soft material, so she wouldn't get hurt from this. Although Damon was frustrated, he knew what to do and what not to do. But Celeste showed her true colors as the "Black Swan" again at this moment. When she was about to crash onto the couch, she bent her leg a little. She then "accidentally" hit the leg of the coffee table and made a loud noise. Celeste bumped into the table so hard that her face turned white. Looking at Celeste's leg, Damon pursed his lips. She did that on purpose. Celeste wouldn't have bumped into the table if she fell on the couch from that angle. Besides, everybody would have a defense mechanism to protect themselves from danger. The moment she hit the table, she didn't retract her leg at all. Instead, she leaned even closer
After Edna went upstairs, she finally realized what Damon meant by having to feed Celeste. Celeste's hands were cuffed. She was lying sideways on the bed in an awkward way. She spaced out as her eyes rested on the door. "Mrs. Bishop, why did you upset Mr. Bishop again?" Edna sighed. She was terrified when she saw the blood stain on Celeste's pants. "Take off your pants, I'll bandage your wound." Anxious, she went up to deal with her wound. "Did Mr. Bishop … hurt you?" Edna asked her in disbelief. She saw with her own eyes how much Damon spoiled her every day. Although it wouldn't be right to compare how much a partner loved and did things for another, she could tell that Damon clearly was willing to do more for Celeste. Damon seemed cold toward Celeste on the outside, but he was actually obsessed with her. Meanwhile, Celeste was just a dispassionate woman. She didn't seem emotional both on the outside and inside. "He didn't." Celeste let Edna take off her shoes, socks,