FAZER LOGIN(Celesteâs POV) I didnât own much. Even after purging the memories, all I had left were two suitcases and two cardboard boxes sitting quietly on the curb, like the remains of a life I had already buried. Vincenzo glanced at the small pile, then gestured to his driver with a simple flick of his wrist. âPut the boxes in the trunk.â The driver obeyed immediately. Vincenzo reached for my suitcases, lifting them as though they weighed nothing. âI can get those,â I said, stepping forward. âTheyâre heavy.â He sidestepped me without effort, his grip firm and unyielding. âI donât let ladies carry heavy loads in my presence. Itâs basic etiquette. Get in the car.â I didnât argue. We took the elevator from the garage to the lobby. As the doors opened, Mrs. Gable from across the hall stepped out, her recycling bin in hand. She froze the moment she saw me. âCeleste? Moving out already?â âJust a change of scenery,â I replied, keeping my smile polite and distant. Her eyes shifted to Vincen
Celeste's POV Stefano leaned against the wall, favoring his injured foot as he watched me scrub at my skin like I could erase the memory of him completely. Even through the haze of alcohol clinging to him, something in my reaction must have cut deep, because the tension in his posture shifted. I was not resisting him to play games. I was repulsed. He cleared his throat, trying to gather what was left of his pride. âLook⊠about the past. I was wrong.â I ignored him and kept splashing water against my face, needing the cold to ground me. âIf you come back,â he continued, his tone turning calculated, almost persuasive, âIâll double your allowance. No, Iâll double your old salary. You can return to Aetheris Biotech. Iâll give you full control of the R&D department. Stop being stubborn. You need this job.â I turned off the tap slowly and lifted my head, staring at my reflection as droplets slid down my chin. Then I laughed, sharp and disbelieving, before turning to face him fully. âS
(Celeste Morettiâs POV) The door opened and Vincenzo stepped out in a charcoal suit that looked like it had been tailored to perfection for his frame. There was something about the way he carried himself that always made it seem like the world adjusted slightly to accommodate him. He lifted his gaze at the exact moment mine met his. A brief silence stretched between us. Then the corner of his mouth curved. âDid you bribe my assistant to get my personal schedule, Dr. Moretti?â My face warmed before I could stop it. âI was invited,â I replied evenly. âBy my mentor, Professor Walsh, whom I have known for seven years. This has nothing to do with you.â âOf course.â He did not sound convinced. If anything, he sounded amused in a way that made it worse. I walked past him and pressed the doorbell. Professor Walsh opened the door himself with a broad smile that immediately softened my tension. Mrs. Walsh appeared behind him and pulled me into a warm hug that smelled faintly of rosema
Chapter 36: Public Humiliation-2 Lorenzoâs mouth opened, then closed again, unable to find words. Professor Lewis allowed himself a small, dry smile. âAs for Professor Walsh, he will come to you eventually. Not because of sentiment, but because Celeste Moretti is the only person alive who can fully implement his algorithmic models. You did not just hire a researcher, Lorenzo. You acquired the key to two of the most significant intellectual vaults in biomedical science. Try not to waste it.â The elevator arrived, and he stepped inside without another glance. The doors slid shut, leaving Lorenzo standing alone in the corridor. He remained there for several seconds, absorbing the weight of what he had just been told. Then he turned, walked back into the Vitale Group International R&D lab, and pulled up the internal project system. Without hesitation, he reassigned the lead position of their most critical development program to my name.Celeste's POV When the notification reach
Celeste's POV Warmth flooded my chest as I looked at Professor Lewis with quiet gratitude. Without him, I would never have found the courage to face this moment. Professor Enrico turned to me, and the anger in his eyes had faded into something deeper, something that ached. âI was not just angry that you left, Celeste,â he said, his voice rough. âI was angry because you took the brightest mind I have ever taught and let a mediocre man bury it. Do not waste your gift again.â My eyes burned, but I forced the tears back. âI will not, Professor. I am going to take back everything that belongs to me. With interest.â âCeleste has always been your weakness,â Lewis said gently. Then his tone shifted into something more practical. âStill, to be fair, Vitale Group International has the best laboratories in the world right now. The resources she has access to there are beyond what we can offer.â Enrico sighed, the last of his resistance slipping away. âI will not speak from anger anymore. V
Celeste's POV I was naive, I said, my voice steady. I thought it was love. In reality, I was just a replacement for another woman in Stefano Contiâs heart. Lewis frowned, his expression tightening. âAnd the child? Your daughter?â Bianca stays with them, I said. The words tasted bitter, but I forced them out. I will not fight for custody right now. Lewis looked genuinely surprised. âWhy?â Because she has been thoroughly poisoned by Stefano and Tiziana, I explained, my tone turning cold and controlled. She hates me. She sees me as the enemy. And right now, I do not have the power or resources to fight the Conti legal team. I set the coffee cup down carefully. I cannot save someone who does not want to be saved, not even my own daughter. Not yet. When I am strong enough, when I have real power, I will take her back. But for now, I choose myself. Lewis nodded slowly, approval settling in his eyes. âGood. Your priorities are clear.â He leaned back in his chair. A few days ago, Aet







