Chapter 58 Address Her As Mrs. Bishop

As Damon extended the olive branch, Leah's eyes sparkled with satisfaction as she savored the moment.

Glancing at Celeste as if remembering something, Leah quickly said, "Danny and I grew up together. We're used to this banter. Ms. York won't mind, right?"

"Of course not," Celeste replied without lifting her head, engrossed in a struggle with the meatballs on her plate.

Knowing that Leah's words were laced with provocation, Celeste chose to ignore them.

She had not slept well. Her appetite decreased after just two bites, leaving her feeling uneasy.

"If you can't eat, don't force it," Damon finally spoke, concern evident in his voice. He had intended to care for her, but his tone unintentionally seemed to express annoyance at Celeste's presence.

"Enjoy your meal then." Feeling a bit uneasy, she smiled politely. She gently placed her utensils down and retreated upstairs with her coffee.

Damn, what was that awkward smile that felt worse than tears? If she was jealous, she should ju