Celeste grabbed the bottle of tequila from the table and smashed it against the corner of the coffee table. Instantly, the liquor spilled, and the glass shards scattered everywhere. Only the upper half of the broken bottle was left in Celeste's hand. Celeste's eyes were filled with murderous intent. She reached out and clutched Damon's collar with her free hand. "She's in a mental asylum, isn't she? Which asylum is that?" "Don't be reckless, darling." Damon hugged Celeste and trapped her in his arms. "Let me go!" Celeste's voice turned cold. She struggled to free herself. "I'll do it! I'll make sure she lives the rest of her life in hell. Let me handle this!" Damon hugged her tight and comforted her. "She should die! She killed my child!" "Yes, she should die. I should die, too, for believing her words. Be good, don't hurt yourself." Carefully, Damon stretched his hand out as he tried to take the bottle away from her. Celeste wouldn't loosen her grip. "Good girl, give
Damon only calmed down a little after he left Celeste's place. Now that the truth was out, he knew he was in the wrong. Although Celeste didn't resent him for it, it didn't mean he wouldn't hate himself. She had no intention to remarry him. She just wanted to do her job well and finish her studies. He'll just give her everything she wanted. After leaving Celeste's place, Damon headed straight to Bishop Group. Jasper was waiting for him in the ground-floor lobby.In the past, he was always free to come and go into Damon's office. But now, they had fallen apart and become so distant. When Damon saw Jasper, he didn't even bother turning to look at him. He walked past Jasper and headed straight to the elevator. "Damon!" Jasper called out to him from behind. Damon didn't stop. "Damon!" Jasper chased him all the way to the elevator and blocked his way. "Move." Damon glanced coldly at Jasper, as if he were a total stranger. The iciness in Damon's eyes sent shivers down Ja
Jasper watched as Damon got angry, but he didn't back down. He only spoke up when he noticed that Damon had calmed down after a long while. "Damon, you know I'm not guilt-tripping you. I made a mistake this time. I shouldn't have lied to you because of Leah. I can't afford to lose you as a friend. If you do as I said, I'll let you send me to prison. Of course, I have a request." He pursed his lips before continuing, "Damon, if I get locked up, let's agree to put this matter behind us instead of letting it drive us apart."Jasper had a determined look on his face. He looked intently at Damon as if he wanted to figure out what the latter was thinking. "After you get out of prison, you might no longer have power over the Schultz family." Damon sneered as he held the papers up. "Jasper, you're foolish for showing your weakness to others so casually." Damon knew not to share Jasper's weaknesses, but what if someone else got hold of these documents? "I don't care! Damon, I've be
Of course, Damon wouldn't send Jasper to prison just like that. After giving Jasper the cold shoulder for a while, Damon lifted his head and spoke, "I have a meeting soon. Get out if you have nothing else to say." Jasper dared to do this because he knew Damon wouldn't give up on him so easily. When he noticed that Damon was gradually giving in, he immediately seized his chance. "Damon, I owe you one this time. From now on, we'll still be friends." Although he had much to say, he eventually said just one thing. He gave Damon a meaningful look. Damon snorted. "Don't you think you forgot to take something with you?" Only then did Jasper go back and grab the stack of finance records. His eyes didn't leave Damon. "Don't look at me like that. Jasper, if something like this ever happens again, the consequences won't be as lenient as a two-year lock-up." Exhausted, Damon leaned back in his chair. Not wanting to look at Jasper any longer, he sighed aloud."It won't happen again
Before Celeste could even dodge her, the burly nurses sitting to the side had already dashed over and held her back.Celeste pulled Leah's hair and slapped her cheeks over and over. "Shut up, you mad woman!" Leah eventually backed down. All the fury in her eyes turned into hopelessness. As the daughter of a prestigious family, she had always been pampered and loved—but this was how she ended up in life. "Leah, do you still think that you've done nothing wrong?" "Of course I haven't! It's all your fault, you demon!" Leah howled. She was someone who ceased her own father's treatment just so she could distract Damon and end the lives of Celeste's child as well as two other people. She thought that the only mistake she made was getting caught.Damon had clearly told Brenda about the whole story. If not, Brenda wouldn't have suffered a stroke almost immediately. At this moment, Brenda could barely take care of herself. But even if she could, she wouldn't dare ask Damon to
It's not that Celeste never thought of aiming higher. She had always been ambitious and wanted to do everything well. That said, her idea of "aiming higher" was different from Winston's concept. Two billion dollars was an unimaginable sum for Celeste. She grew up in a household where she had to cut back on other expenses just to have a glass of milk. Even when Damon gifted her a building worth over 100 million dollars, she didn't truly feel it was hers. But now, the net profit of two billion dollars was a result of her own intelligence and hard work. She was deeply astonished by the unexpected success. "You should make good use of your intelligence. Everyone has their own strengths, and you happen to be good at making money. Instead of being controlled by capitalism, why not become the capital yourself and take control?" Winston suggested. "Maybe I was just lucky to make this profit," Celeste said. "If you can make two billion dollars, it means you can make 200 billion—
With Damon's help, the physical stores of Opulence Prowl were opened soon enough. It only took two to three months to complete the renovation and open large-scale outlets in several big cities across the country. Transitioning her business from online to offline, and from being in the spotlight to working behind the scenes—everything went unusually smoothly for Celeste. Shannon had escaped abroad, Leah was trapped in a mental asylum, and even Carly—who always caused Celeste trouble—was immediately sent out of the country after the incident. There were hardly any obstacles left around Celeste. It was only natural that things fell into place. She was busy with work from late autumn till winter. Before Christmas arrived, Celeste had already inaugurated over ten stores. Meanwhile, there had been new progress in the relationship between Megan and Winston. Celeste had seen Winston's personal belongings at Megan's place on more than one occasion.Sometimes, there would be a man
The white-haired woman, who looked remarkable from the back, had a face that showed signs of aging. When she smiled, wrinkles appeared around her lips and eyes. Her white hair was natural, it wasn't dyed as a fashionable choice. She looked to be about 60 years old. But a woman who could drive a Ferrari and take such good care of her skin only suggested that she was even older than that. Megan and Celeste looked surprised momentarily, but they quickly regained their composure. "Ma'am, why are you changing tires by yourself? You can call for roadside assistance," Celeste said. She crouched down to help her fix the jack under the car. "There's no need for that; I can manage," the old lady replied. Still, she allowed Megan and Celeste to help her change the flat tire while she stood to the side with her hands folded. With a contented smile on her face, she watched the two girls. An elegant old lady and two pretty young women were changing the tire of a Ferrari on the roadside