Megan had remained silent all along. Upon hearing Winston's words, she stood up and walked over, slamming her palm on his desk. If it weren't for the tiredness in his face, that slap would have aimed for his face."Winston, do I even get a say in this?" she demanded."Hmm?" Winston looked up, surprised by her sudden assertiveness.Megan had always been obedient, and her demeanor akin to that of a lady. But now, she seemed angry."I messed up first, okay? But that doesn't mean you get to boss me around in our relationship. I can't decide whether to stay or go? How can you be so arrogant!" Megan was trembling with anger, her face turned pale as she let out her frustration. Winston leaned in, holding her hand tight. Megan tried to pull away in frustration, but he tightened his grip."It's okay to be mad. But, don't ever do it again," he said, gently rubbing her reddening palm and blowing on it as if comforting a child."You should be glad I didn't hit you!" Megan snapped at hi
Celeste scooped up a chicken noodle soup, cooled it off, and offered it to Jane. Upon hearing Celeste's remark, Jane sat up abruptly, her eyes welling up with tears as she looked at Celeste."I... gave her my everything!"Celeste remained silent for a while, fully aware how much effort Jane had put into Lilian. Lilian's actions not only caused huge losses for the Belasco family. They also cut deep into Jane's heart."I witnessed her struggle with cancer in the advanced stages. There were moments when I chose to overlook her faults, even when I knew she was in the wrong. Regrettably, my actions led to mistreatment toward you on several occasions. I foolishly believed there would be plenty of opportunities in the future to make things right with you. But she…"I'm sorry, Cece." Jane reached out, hugging Celeste and wiping away her tears.Celeste wrapped her arms around Jane. "Let's not talk about this, Grandma. Your blood runs through my veins, and that won't change because of
"You and Monica's founder, Arno, are both Francisian. And you both are involved in the fashion design industry. So, I thought you might have something in common," Celeste said with a hint of resignation."You and Arno are both in the fashion industry, yet you still can't seem to connect," Sylvie said, switching back to Latish."That's true," Celeste sighed. It seemed that attracting investment from Monica wouldn't be so simple.Based on the theory of six degrees of separation, it was believed that any two people in the world can be connected through a chain of six intermediaries. In this situation, it seemed unlikely that Celeste could establish a connection with Monica's founder using Sylvie as an intermediary."I'm desperate for this. Can you please help me think of a way, Sylvie?" Celeste felt a sense of urgency and pleaded with Sylvie, holding her hand with hopeful eyes."Well, there's someone I know who might be able to help. It's just..." Sylvie hesitated.Usually straigh
Although feeling nervous, Celeste was determined not to give up. After meeting Sylvie in the afternoon, she bought a cup of coffee and headed straight to Leo's office building."Try this. The new Sea Salt Latte," she said, sitting in Spencer's office and offering him the coffee with a bright smile."Nothing comes for free," Spencer remarked, rolling his eyes. Celeste had rejected his invitations to hang out several times before this."You're right. I just missed you and wanted to see you. But Leo, I'm impressed by how quickly you're picking up on Tavernese. It comes along nicely," Celeste quickly complimented."You better not be wasting my time. You've got three minutes, and if you don't talk, then forget about it," Spencer said, sipping the Sea Salt Latte, which had a tangy-sweet flavor. It reminded him of Celeste herself—salty and sweet, but with a hint of coffee's bitterness. Spencer narrowed his eyes, deep in thought."Um, I'm not sure if I should ask. But... you and Arn
Celeste wasted no time. Once back home, she promptly applied for a visa. With her experience of studying and living in Genova, along with her financial proof, obtaining a Franciso visa was easy.On the day of her departure, Damon drove her to the airport himself, where he met Spencer.Since Spencer's car accident, Spencer's and Damon's relationship had become somewhat delicate. After a brief moment of eye contact, Spencer spoke first, "You trust me with Celeste?"Damon coldly snorted, "Since you know Celeste is my wife, then show some respect. Treat her like a sister-in-law should be treated.""Hey, I never acknowledge you as my brother," Spencer quickly clarified. Celeste sensed a hint of embarrassment creeping onto his face."That's the fact. You got the same blood running through your veins as mine. Whether you accept it or not, you're part of the Bishop family, Spencer," Damon said firmly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.Damon had never been one to openly admit this bef
Celeste hadn't left the country since Sylvia passed away two years ago, and this was her first trip to Paron. Even though she was worn out from the journey and lying in the hotel room, she just couldn't fall asleep.The long-lost insomnia struck her, and Celeste realized that Damon was the only remedy for her sleep disorder. Without Damon, she lost her ability to fall asleep quickly.Taverdale was ahead of Paron by six hours. Damon was probably already sitting at the dining table, sipping coffee and flipping through the financial magazines."I've arrived," she texted Damon.Damon replied promptly, "Got it. I've already checked with your hotel over there.""Huh? Why didn't you ask me? Asking the hotel front desk is troublesome," Celeste puzzled. Then, she suddenly understood, "Are you worried that texting me will disturb me?"Damon replied with a simple "Yeah," and Celeste's heart softened.They exchanged a few idle chats."It's 1:30 am over there. You should sleep," Damon sai
Arno himself appeared taller and more robust than he did on TV, with a pair of sapphire-like eyes, black curly hair, and a bit of stubble on his chin.If Arno stood alongside Spencer, they each exuded their distinct charm, yet didn't seem out of place together.Spencer claimed he was straight. Could that be believed? Celeste pondered as she observed Arno.Meanwhile, Arno was also taking a closer look at Celeste.The girl before him was wearing an ink-printed dress, with her hair tied up in a simple bun.Two elegant silver hairpins crossed in her black hair, giving her the look of a character from an Esado magazine. She was slightly surprised by his sudden appearance, but immediately called out his name.She seemed experienced, a good match for Spencer indeed.Arno's eyes flickered for a moment.It wasn't surprising that Celeste recognized Arno. But, it was not ordinary for Arno to recognize her.Even though she got some buzz on Twitter from a couple of scandals, she knew it
This close interaction was definitely a show for Arno. But, Spencer was clueless, he just thought Celeste was being friendly.Since Damon acknowledged Spencer as his brother, Celeste had become noticeably warmer and more relaxed. It seemed like she genuinely saw herself as Spencer's sister-in-law now.Spencer had certainly entertained thoughts about Celeste, but his feelings weren't as intense. His obsession with her was simply because she was Damon's love interest.Now that Damon and Spencer had made peace, Spencer naturally let go of those feelings.But Arno, witnessing this, was going crazy. He strode over to their table and stood in front of them."Leo, can I talk to you for a moment?" Arno locked eyes with Spencer.That day, after Arno had forcefully kissed him, Spencer was seething with anger and rolled his eyes. "Say it now, or don't say it at all.""Do you love her?" Arno, brushed off by Spencer, had to ask in Frence.Celeste didn't speak Frence, but she had watched Fra