Celeste didn't remember how she got home. Lying down on the two-seater couch at her place, she could only think of her conversation with Kenny. Damon had done more for her than she had expected. When she needed him the most, he couldn't come to her. But when she thought about all the times she endured those hardships alone, he had always been there. She might have been too harsh on Damon. Her tipsiness gradually disappeared. Opening her eyes wide, she stared at her ceiling. She couldn't sleep at all throughout the night. The next morning, it was as if she was possessed by something. She felt like meeting Damon and talking to him. Celeste asked for a two-hour-leave from Spencer. After washing up, she headed straight to Damon's villa. When she reached his place, she checked her watch. It wasn't eight o'clock yet. Damon probably headed out. Celeste reached out to press the doorbell. The security at the entrance was the same one as before. When he saw Celeste at the door, h
"Ms. Holmer, we're not a good match." Damon saw right through her. He stopped poking fun at her. Instead, he poured her a cup of coffee and spoke in a serious tone. When Damon said that, it offended Sherry. "Damon, how could you think that I'm not good enough for you? How dare you turn me down before I do!" Her cheeks puffed up. She looked even more like a kitten now. The way Damon looked at Sherry in the same way he looked at his little cousin, Kayden. In his eyes, she was just a child who hadn't grown up yet. Damon then laughed. "Alright, I'm not good enough for you then. Why don't you turn me down instead?" Sherry didn't feel less annoyed after hearing that. She got so mad that she teared up. "Am I not as good as your ex-wife?" Celeste was Damon's Achilles heel. Right after she mentioned Celeste, Damon's expression turned cold. "I'm heading to work. Please leave, Ms. Holmer." He walked past Sherry and was about to head out. Sherry panicked. She reached out to pull
Sherry had pestered Damon and asked him to have lunch with her. She also told him about a fun cat cafe nearby which had just opened. Then, she dragged Damon over. Damon's time was precious. He hated spending time on meaningless stuff. But Sherry wasn't just any normal girl. He didn't show her any respect when he said all of that to her in the morning. It wouldn't be appropriate for him to turn her down again. He owed Jordan a favor because of Celeste's matter. He couldn't afford to mistreat Sherry. And so, Damon cleared his work schedule and brought her here. "Why are you here too?" For some reason, he felt as if Celeste caught him cheating when he saw her. But jealousy gnawed at him the moment he saw Spencer. For someone like Spencer to visit such a girly place with her, Damon wouldn't believe it if he said nothing was going on between the two of them. Without thinking, he demanded an answer from them. Celeste observed Sherry carefully. She looked a little childlike.
Damon had guessed correctly. That same afternoon, Sherry stopped Celeste at the entrance of Leo Jewels. Celeste had just got off work. "Celeste York, why did you lie to me?" Sherry was aggressive. Celeste was taken aback. "What did I lie about?" She had forgotten what she told Sherry. "You told me you were just Damon's employee in the past, not his ex-wife." Sherry remembered everything. "Uh, technically, I didn't lie to you. I just didn't tell you the whole truth. Besides, I did work for him before. I was the designer of Prestige." Celeste couldn't help but laugh. She thought about how innocent this young lady was, coming all the way here to demand an answer. "Then why did you not tell me that you were his ex-wife? Do you see me as your enemy?" Sherry was shorter than Celeste. She lifted her head up as she spoke grumpily. "I was worried you might be bothered by my presence, which would affect your relationship with Damon." Celeste was telling the truth. With her family b
There were a lot of people in the banquet hall. After having a few drinks, Celeste felt a little stuffy. She headed out from the backdoor. She walked up some stairs and arrived at the balcony to enjoy the evening breeze. At first, she didn't notice that someone was walking behind her. It wasn’t until the sound of footsteps became clearer. She turned around. It was a young man who looked familiar. "Ms. York, I'm the vice president of Diamond Dreams, Zach Cox." The man had the typical face of an elite which was commonly seen in the industry. Behind his golden-rimmed glasses, his eyes were brimming with interest in her. She instantly felt repelled seeing the look on his face. "Do you need anything from me?" She asked. "Our booth was next to your company's. We met each other during the day." "Sure." "Ms. York, I've had my eyes on you ever since you became popular on Twitter last year. Can you be my girlfriend? I'll treat you well. Besides, I don't mind your past at all!"
The footsteps on the balcony went further away. Celeste was overwhelmed as she lay in Damon's arms. She had always been conservative, so Damon didn't dare to overdo it. After tasting her a little, he carried her into his car. Celeste was exhausted and dizzy. She was biting her lips so hard to suppress herself that it bled. She pleaded with him to spare her again and again. In the end, she didn't even know how Damon sent her home. Celeste woke up in the morning after hearing the phone ringing. Her body was aching so much as if she just had a fever. She reached out to fetch the phone on the bedside table. "Hello?" It was a number which was not saved to her contacts. "Damon, I made you breakfast. Edna says you're not home. Where are you?" The girl sounded excited. Celeste was dumbfounded for a while before she recognized that it was Sherry. "Ms. Holmer, you called the wrong person. Damon's number is… " She told her the number swiftly. "Baby, you're holding my phone now
It was already noon when Damon left. Celeste's body was aching all over. Not wanting to move at all, she hid under her blanket and wanted to sleep. Spencer couldn't find her last night. He'd sent her a text on WhatsApp to ask where she was. She was only free to reply to him at noon. "I was tired last night, so I went back home first. I forgot to tell you," Celeste replied. Spencer texted, "Do you think I'll believe that, Celeste?" After he couldn't find Celeste, he went back to the banquet hall. Damon was gone too. He had a reason to believe that Damon took her with him. Celeste didn't answer him. Whether or not he believed her, she could do nothing about it. Spencer promised to give her two days off after the exhibition, so she rested more in the afternoon. Celeste wanted to take an afternoon nap, but she couldn't calm her mind down. She could only think of how Damon hugged her, called her his darling, and kissed her earlobe. After being separated for such a long tim
For a moment, Celeste didn't know how to comfort Megan. "I've decided to go on blind dates. I'll start tomorrow." The white wine arrived. Megan stumbled on her way to open the door and take it. "You're just 21. You're not in a rush at all." That was all Celeste could say. She didn't know what Winston could be thinking. Although he was handsome, rich, and charming, he was almost 20 years older than Megan. Perhaps he was afraid of holding her back. But since she didn't hear it directly from him, she couldn't defend him for this reason either. After the two of them drank half of the bottle, Megan went to the bathroom and threw up. Then, she lay on the couch and slowly dozed off. Celeste held her and helped her rinse her mouth. She was about to get a hot towel for her. "Winston, you're a bad guy. I like you." Megan mumbled in her sleep. "You're a bad guy…" She sounded like she was sobbing. When Celeste reached out to touch her face, it was wet with tears. Heartbroken, Cel