“Don’t worry, Sir Anders. I got this.” Scott grinned. “Once we capture this bastard, I’ll torture the Dew Balm formula out of him!.” Anders hummed noncommittally.” This guy is not ordinary. Regular guards might not cut it. Are your people up for the task?” “Don’t worry, Sir Anders. I’m prepared to handle this bastard,” Scott […]
Anders’s smile slowly faded and expressed his displeasure. “Who dares invade my territory?” he sternly questioned. “The intruder’s identity is unknown, but they’re tough! Our guys inside the manor couldn’t handle it. Sir, we need backup now!” a guard reported, respectfully bowing. “Serious firepower? How many troops are we talking about?” Anders narrowed his eyes.
Anders organized an exclusive gathering with two purposes-to win over them and gather intelligence. “It’s an honor to have you all at Jadeleaf Manor. Let’s raise our glasses to a toast.” He grinned, lifting his glass for a round of toasts. Seeing this, the attendees, filled with respect, promptly stood up, toasting in return. After all,
Amidst the chaos, Dustin kneeled beside Lana’s motionless form, lost in thoughts. Suddenly, approaching footsteps brought him back to the present. Dustin gazed up to find Matteo, accompanied by others, rushing toward them urgently. The gunshots had alerted the Camron family. Realizing Lana’s prolonged absence, Matteo swiftly sensed trouble and efficiently rallied a group for
Chapter 100 Celeste drove to the hotel to pick up her father, who had arrived by train in the morning. Myles was waiting for her in the hotel’s lobby. He was anxiously scanning the bustling crowd entering and exiting. Upon seeing Celeste, his face broke into smile. “Cely!” Celeste dashed to him and hugged him, “dad!” Celeste drove him back to the new house she had purchased. She announced proudly, “dad, I finally have my own house.” Myles was delighted. He remembered the past days when he and his daughter lived in Melville family. They had to endure humiliations from Madelyn, who had their dinner plates thrown away. Myles explored every nook and cranny of the house inside and out. The next morning, even before dawn, Myles began tidying up the house. Afterward, he went to the supermarket and bought a bunch of decorations. Celeste rushed to the downstairs garage to paint her garage door. However, she discovered someone standing outside. It was Cade. “Cade? What are you doing here?” Only a few of her close friends knew the address of her new home, and definitely not including anyone affiliated with Kendric. Cade rubbed his nose, “I called your school and found out you’re on vacation. So, I dropped by to see if you’d returned.” Redeemed From Caged Love Chatterton “Why did you come to me?” she asked. Cade’s expression turned grave. is in critical condition.” “Mr. Calok Mahall Celeste found it difficult to believe. “Grandpa is critically ill? Why would he be? When I left, he was perfectly fine.” “You’ve been abroad for over half a year…” Celeste felt hard to accept the truth. “What about Kendric? Why didn’t he call me?” “Mr. Melville doesn’t know me coming for you.” “Why?” “Because… because he’s currently very-” “Very what?” Cade pondered for quite a while and finally found an appropriate word. “Fragile.” 申中市 Outside, heavy snowfall painted everything white. Celeste stared vacantly out of the window, not even noticing her father’s steps. Myles gave a gentle pat on her shoulder. She snapped back to reality. “What’s on your mind?” Celeste shook her head. “Nothing, dad.” Just a short while ago, Cade persuaded her to visit Caleb. Chapter100 “Is there anything upsets you? Cely, tell me.” Celeste didn’t intend to keep this from her father. “Yeah, Kendric’s grandfather is in critical condition.” Myles was equally surprised. “When did this happen?” “A couple of
Chapter 99 By the time Eulalie called out to Celeste, she had already reached the intersection. “What’s up?” Eulalie wore only a sweater. She was shivering from the bone–chilling cold. outside. Nevertheless, she clenched her teeth and mustered the courage to say, “Celeste, I’m sorry.” Celeste couldn’t hold back the urge to question, “why did
Chapter 98 “When will you, once again, fall in love with me?” Celeste frowned, “you’re drunk.” He inched even closer. And he had her cornered. He stopped just an inch from her ear. “Answer me. His breath brushed her ear, making her flinch slightly. “I don’t love you,” she mumbled. “You’re avoiding my question. I’m asking you when you’ll love me again.” “I don’t love you and I won’t love you.” He shook his head, pressing his forehead against hers. “You’re lying.” His voice flowed into her ears. “You wanted to go abroad, and I agreed.” “You wanted freedom, and you have it.” “You’re pursuing your career, and you’ll keep excelling.” “I want you, but I can’t have you.” he concluded with a plaintive tone. “You have everything, but I have nothing.” Finally, he rested his chin on her shoulder and closed his eyes. “I have nothing.” Celeste gave him an eye roll. “Bullshits! You still have money.” “Then would money make you back to me?” “No, I can earn my own money.” Redeemed From Caged Love “See? Money means nothing.” Celeste nudged him and checked the time. “It’s late. Cade should be arriving. soon.” Kendric turned a deaf ear to her words. Celeste stood up from the sofa, attempting to pull him up, but failed. He was still with his eyes closed. It’s like she had drifted off to sleep, yet hist fluttering eyelashes betrayed him. He released a sigh. “Sometimes, I wish I could bind you to my side, never letting you leave.” His words made her pupils involuntarily contract. Her eyes revealed deep fear. His recent gentleness almost made her forget his ruthless nature. well. “I gotta go.” He rose from the sofa. Celeste fetched his coat and handed it to him. She grabbed an umbrella as Kendric shook his head. “I’ll leave this country tomorrow, so no need for the umbrella.” Celeste hadn’t anticipated it. “Have a safe trip.” Kendric threw on his coat, and stood by the door. He seemed to have many words, yet in the end, he simply said, “Merry Christmas!” Celeste cast her eyes downward, “Merry Christmas.” Their life trajectories were gradually drifting apart. When Kendric was on the flight, Celeste was sitting in her studio, gazing Redeemed From Caged Love upon the sky outside. A tinge of melancholy welled up within her, and she suddenly recalled his words from the previous night. “Celeste, you have everything now, but I have nothing.” Thanks to the successful display of her paintings last time, Celeste had garnered some name in this circle. During her leisure moments, she often took on minor projects, but most of her clients simply requested works in her established style. In February, she tendered her resignation. Her boss, who also doubled as her professor, made a strenuous effort to retain her. “Celeste, is it because the remuneration isn’t satisfactory?”
Chapter 97 “When are you planning to leave?” “Soon. There’s a project I haven’t wrapped up yet.” Celeste nodded, “shall I see you off when you leave?” Kendric hesitated. “By then… you’ll likely be in class.” “Alright.” By the time she arrived home, it was almost nine o’clock. She invited Kendric in to have a cup of hot tea. “Your ears are red from the cold. It’s tough to hail a taxi on Christmas night. You better call Cade to pick you up.” Kendric hadn’t worn ear muffs, and the biting wind had turned his ears. crimson. Celeste took Kendric’s coat and wiped off snow on it. Then, she used a towel to dry the droplets on the surface. She turned and found Kendric sitting on the sofa. His posture mirrored that of Eulalie’s, as if he were ready for a coronation. “You want some coffee?” Kendric shook his head. “No, thanks, it will disturb my sleep at night.” “Your insomnia hasn’t improved?” Kendric seemed unwilling to discuss this topic. He sat in silence, not moving, not speaking. Redeemed t “Have you eaten?” “…no. Celeste took out the ingredients she had bought and started preparing dinner. Tonight, she planned to make something simple, like roasted beef. Kendric opened her cabinet. “What are you looking for?” she asked. “Wine.” Celeste recalled his previous drunken state. “No, no alcohol tonight!” she cautioned. Kendric was brimming with the disappointment of being denied alcohol “You seem a bit upset? Is it related to work?” Celeste inquired, sensing his subdued mood. Kendric nodded. In fact, he couldn’t help feeling depressed seeing her enjoy her life so contentedly, the life without him. Perhaps it was his selfish and possessive nature at work. He longed for her world to revolve around him, her gaze to be fixed solely on him, and her thoughts to be centered on him. Yet he also knew that Celeste wouldn’t be happy in that case. She would wilted completely. It was a sight Kendric couldn’t bear to witness. He was genuinely in low spirits, Celeste could feel it, “call Cade. Ask him to pick you up around ten. Then I’ll provide the alcohol. How about that?” Rendric agreed and dialed Cade’s number. Chapter47 Soon, both of them were slightly intoxicated, their cheeks flushed. Kendric seemed much more drunk. He stared at Celeste, “how about we play Truth or Dare?” “Are you serious? That sounds childish.” “No, it doesn’t.” Celeste sighed and ignored him. She stood up and began cleaning the table. Kendric also rose from the sofa to assist. Surprisingly, he walked steadily, without swaying or stumbling. He gently gripped Celeste’s shoulder and gestured toward the plates on the table. “You play with me, and I’ll help you clean up.” Then gave her high five. “Deal.” Celeste lay on the sofa lazily. “So, how should we begin? We don’t have dice here.‘ Kendric picked up a coin from the table. “Easy, coin toss.” Celeste had never seen him this playful before. “Oh, man, how old are you?” Kendric looked deadly serious as he counted his age on his fingers. Celeste let out a heavy sigh. In the first round, Celeste was the one to toss the coin, and Kendric was the one to guess. Chapter47 “Heads or tails?”
Chapter 96 Early the next morning, Celeste had to continue her work and stay at the hotel as a guide. In the morning, the hotel lobby began to fill with guests. Celeste started introducing the exhibited artworks to the visitors, including the one she painted on her own. The moment Kendric entered the lobby, he witnessed the scene – Celeste stood in the crowd, explaining the paintings. Her confidence made her smile. even more bright, a side of her that Kendric had never seen before. “What are you staring at?” Ezra followed Kendric’s gaze. As he recognized who was standing there, he was shocked, “oh my goodness! Tell me, you’ve known that she’ll be here today, right?” Kendric adjusted his cuffs, “how could I have known?” Ezra didn’t believe him. Kendric chuckled, “it’s fate.” He straightened his tie and walked toward Celeste. Celeste was checking the time as she heard her name. “Celeste!” Kendric halted in her paces. He frowned as he followed the voice. A man was waving at Celeste. Kendric stood silently in his place. The two of them had their backs to him, and he could vaguely hear them talking. The man asked Celeste if she had breakfast. She said no, and he invited her out for breakfast. Kendric felt a lump in his throat, clearly in a bad mood. They walked out the hotel. Ezra came to pat his shoulder. He gestured toward Celeste and that man, “see? New boyfriend. How’s your mood now?” Kendric elbowed him, “shut up!” After finishing breakfast at the hotel, Celeste packed her things and left. While she was on the bus, she received a call from the hotel. The hotel claimed that a guest was interested in buying the painting she had exhibited at the exhibition. She had no choice but to get off the bus and return to the hotel. Upon her arrival, it was already noon. The waiter led her into the hotel’s restaurant, “the guest will be here shortly.” Celeste never expected the guest to be Kendric. She blinked at him. She looked momentarily stunned, her surprise undisguised on her face. “You…” Kendric quickly understood what was going through her mind. He was surprisingly forthright, “I bumped into you last night. You pressed the wrong floor button and stopped on the 11th floor. I was right on the 11th floor as well. They sat at the table, enjoyed lunch and discussed. It was mainly Kendric Squiring about her life a happened in the new campus. Her life sounded vibrant and colorful. “Kendric, do you know why I feel so happy now?” “Why?” “Because in the past, my heart was filled with you. But now, it’s filled with my favorite thing–painting.” In the following days, life continued as usual for Celeste. She spent her days shuttling between campus and apartment,. Kendric’s sudden visit seemed causing no significant difference to her life. Kendric had a hectic schedule as well. He would occasionally invite Celeste to dinner in the evenings. Soon it was Christmas Day. On Christmas Day, heavy snowfall blanketed the city. The spires of the church pierced the hazy gray sky. The ancient buildings gradually swallowed by the encroaching darkness of night. Beneath the soft glow of streetlights, snowflakes swirled in the air. The city was transformed into a fairy–tale realm by the vibrant hues of Christmas lights. Celeste ventured out in the evening to a nearby grocery store. Stepping outside, the festive ambiance was heavy. Colorful Christmas tree ornaments and reindeer toys adorned every corner. Holding a bag of food, Celeste made her way back home. The snowfall intensified. Some flakes fell on her head, melting into droplets Chapter95 that seeped into her hair. The snow on either side of the road had turned into slush under the tread of countless pedestrians. Celeste quickened her pace, regretting her decision to venture out on such a snowy day. Not far away, a black Bentley followed her at a discreet distance. Cade glanced at his boss through the rearview mirror. “Shall we offer Miss Alinsky a ride?” he inquired. Kendric rested his forehead against his hand. “Pull the car over,” he ordered.
hapter 95 “He? Who?” Celeste was puzzled. Eulalie wasn’t ready to reveal her identity yet, so she quickly clammed up. Celeste went to prepare coffee for her, “feel free to look around. Eulalie didn’t casually roam around. Her upbringing told her it’s impolite to walk around randomly in others‘ homes. So, when Celeste turned around, she found Eulalie sitting upright on the sofa. The sofa’s cushions was slightly worn from use, and had faded from frequent washing. Eulalie was wearing a white cashmere coat, exuding an aura of grace and nobility. She looked out of place here. Celeste handed her the coffee. “Eula… you can relax a bit. This is my home, don’t be too tensed.” Eulalie took a sip of the coffee. She still had her back straight. “I am relaxed.” Okay, most of the time Celeste would just slouch on the sofa. That’s the most relaxed posture she liked. The coffee was slightly overdone, with a very ordinary taste. Eulalie took one sip and set it aside. She turned to Celeste, who slouched on the sofa, “this posture isn’t good for your spine.” Celeste sat up, “have you always been like this?” “Like what?” “Like this,” she mimicked Eulalie’s posture. Chapteros “Yes, I’ve been like this since I was very young.” “Oh, you have lost so much pleasure! Now let me teach you how to completely relax.” Eulalie looked puzzled. “How?” “First step, take off your coat and shoes.” Though uncertain of Celeste’s intentions, Eulalie still complied. Then, Celeste flopped onto the sofa. “Now lie down, like this.” “No, no,” she instinctively resisted, “I’m not gonna do this. This is weird.” Celeste tugged at her woolen skirt. “Just give it a try. C’mon!” “Just for a moment.” Eulalie lay down on it stiffly, her hands and feet neatly arranged. The sofa was incredibly soft. The moment she reclined, it embraced her entirely. Eulalie felt as if she was sinking into a cloud. Every joint in her body was gently cradled, and the worries that weighed on her heart were soothed away, slowly fading. Celeste lay beside her. “I didn’t deceive you, right?” Eulalie murmured, “right.” She closed her eyes, savoring this rare moment of relaxation and tranquility. “Celeste, why did you come abroad to study?” wasted my youth something more meaningful, so I came here.” “What about you, Eula?” “To avoid getting married.” “Huh? Is someone pressuring you into marriage?” “Yes, they want me to marry a man I don’t even meet before.” Celeste found it hard to believe. “Is it like in the novels–marrying a stranger for family interests?” Eulalie nodded. There’s a touch of self–mockery in her voice. “It sounds ridiculous, doesn’t it? But I had no choice.” Celeste felt profound sympathy for Eulalie. She was deprived of the right to marry someone she loved. “I knew a long time ago that I couldn’t choose my future husband. As long as my last name is McCartney, it’s a destiny I can’t escape.” “So… you agreed?” Eulalie gave a nod, “when I go back… I’ll have to marry him.” Celeste couldn’t fathom how someone so proud could agree to such a sorrowful fate. As they chatted, Eulalie gradually fell asleep. Celeste fetched a blanket from the bedroom and covered on her. In just a week, it would be Christmas. Celeste’s part–time job employer had taken on