“And you are trying to hit on me? Does this that you don’t have a girlfriend that will be mad?” Celine asked in her taunting voice, and the stranger laughed a bit charmingly.
He extended his arm and showed his hand for a handshake. “Callahan, by the way. Callahan Alec Simmons…”
She took it and shook his hand. “Celine…”
“Celine?” Callahan demanded.
Celine’s life has been so private since day one that she cannot expose herself so suddenly. Knowing she belongs to a family that is leading big businesses in so many countries and her father is well-known as a business tycoon, claiming that she is an Everson is quite a big scoop and scandalous in the business world that one of the heiresses is exposed.
“Celine. Celine Montgomery,” she said, using her mother’s surname because it was more lowkey and less suspicious because her mother’s surname wasn’t really a big deal. Other than that, her mother’s identity has never been exposed as that of the business tycoon’s husband, so she would be free from danger as well.
“And how old are you?” Callahan continued asking.
“Just right enough to be called an adult,” she shrugged. “You?”
“I could say the same,” He smiled a bit. “But I saw you reading a book earlier. Let me guess, you’re still studying, right?”
He was looking at her as if he was a bit weighing in if she was still very young.
Celine shakes her head and laughs. “I’m about to take my Master’s if that information would make you feel at ease at least,”
Callahan sighs in relief. He was worried that Celine was just looking a bit mature for her age and he didn’t want to be called of other things just because he was showing interest to a young-looking woman.
“Which school if you don’t mind me asking,”
Celine was kind of stunned at how Callahan seemed to be interested in her because he was asking personal questions.
So, instead of saying a famous school that might shock him as to how she would even go there, which might jump him to the conclusion that she’s rich and pretty influential, she only said a school that seems a little private that the upper classes would probably afford and in another country, so there’s no way in hell they would bump into each other.
But to her surprise, Callahan claimed that it was where he enrolled too.
“I just have a vacation here because of my parents. They have a big business, a company,” he continued nonchalantly.
Celine’s brows raised as she nodded without paying too much attention to it.
“And how about you? Your parents? What do they do?” he asked.
“Ah… nothing much. We only have a small farm, and I would help them sometimes with harvesting. It wasn’t really a big deal because there were days when we couldn’t even hit the target.”
“Hmm. That’s quite interesting. I like farms.”
Celine only smiled and thanked the waiter for suddenly popping in as she placed her orders. Another waiter arrived with Callahan’s order, as Callahan ordered him to place it on Celine’s table instead.
Though Celine seems a little interested in his presence as it showed in her expression, she wouldn’t lie to herself and say that, in the back of her mind, she enjoys the company of Callahan.
For the longest time, she liked traveling alone when she got bored, but she didn’t realize that talking to someone would be that entertaining.
And in just a minute of sitting with him, she already found her lips stretching for a smile that, even when she went back to her hotel room, she could not erase.
Unable to suppress her happiness, she called Gaile right then.
“Yes, Celine,” Gaile’s usual cold and serious voice said, welcoming her.
“I want you to enroll me in this school,” she started.
“Enroll? You were just enrolled in a prestigious school for elites. Why do you want to change it?”
Though Celine knows that Gaile would still obey her orders, she still needs to know the details about it as it will be included in their report to be submitted to her father who’s always too busy to check up on his kids individually and who was in another country.
“I just want a new environment,” she chanted.
“You met a man named Callahan Alec Simmons?” Gaile said.
Celine groaned and tossed herself on the bed as she caressed her necklace.
“When can I have my full privacy?” she groaned.
“When you’re not an Everson anymore, I guess?” Gaile murmured.
“Just enroll me, Gaile. I want it done today,” she said impatiently.
“Your papers are now getting processed. I am just waiting for the school’s confirmation. Oh, there you go. Congrats. You are now enrolled in a school that’s three times cheaper than the school you were enrolled in a minute ago.”
Celine smiled, as she was a bit excited to see Callahan there.
“Other than that, I want you to find me a land. More on a farm. Like a family business. More like in the outskirts where there were horses and trees. And make sure there is a house there. Then designed it with me as an only child. Just that. Just put Roel as my father and Janna as my mother for a little less information about my parents.”
“Oh, dear. You don’t look like any of the people you’ve chosen at all for them to be assumed as your parents. Are you, what, trying to look like you were adopted?” Gaile’s voice was dripping in sarcasm as Celine could imagine her in the monitoring room with the different angles of CCTVs on a big screen together with the other monitoring team who were busy on their computers.
“Well, then find one for me. Just let me be an only child so I won’t have to find someone to pretend as my sibling. I can work with that information,”
“Are you trying to impress that man?” Gaile asked, doubting
“Gaile, if I am trying to impress him, then I should have revealed that I am an Everson.”
“Well, you have a point. I just found a land for you. I will meet up with the seller so I can check it today. Is that all?”
“One more thing…” her voice turned a bit softer and little.
“No sex, Celine,” Gaile said straight, to the point that Celine could imagine how the others who heard her glanced at her immediately.
She groaned and shut her eyes. “Why? I’m already an adult. I’m about to take my master’s. I’m kind of curious—”
“Then should I buy you a vibrator and deliver it to your room so your curiosity will be answered?”
“Oh, never mind! I’m hanging up!” She ended the call and breathed out frustratingly.
She closed her eyes and put her hand on her forehead, as she couldn’t take the face of Callahan out of her mind.
But then, her interest won’t always be so great that it will turn into an obsession as she could even act like she doesn’t like him and show less interest, which is why she appears so cold and distant to others.
But deep down, Celine can feel things as she can imagine herself jumping on him in her mind. She won’t really do it in person, but she knows she’s wild in her mind.
She started roaming around to buy some souvenirs even though she wouldn’t be giving them to anyone. She went to a store and looked at the things when she saw Callahan buying stuff too.
Her eyes drifted to the snow globe he was holding. Her brow shot up while she got a bit curious if he was buying it for himself or for someone special.
Callahan suddenly glanced at his back, roaming his eyes around while waiting for the cashier to pack it, when she felt Callahan’s eyes stop on her.
She pretended to be busy with the things displayed, as she didn’t want to be called someone who followed a man after having dinner with him yesterday, but she couldn’t take her mind off him.
“I found you again,” Callahan said as soon as he walked toward her and stopped at her side.
Celine remembered how she gave him the hotel info because Callahan asked where she was staying at the moment and he might visit her. And she waited a bit for him until she fell asleep while sipping wine.
Celine only smiled and busied herself with the things being displayed, as she was more trying to be invested in them instead of being too obvious that she was actually bracing to see him again.
“Your hotel room last night was out of order as it was in maintenance and the keeper told me the one occupying it changed rooms. She didn’t tell me the details since it’s confidential for them to leak information. It’s quite unfortunate.”
Celine cannot say anything because, as far as she remembers, she was waiting all night while drinking wine until she fell asleep.
Oh, Gaile and her ways to stop what’s on my mind. She really thinks I’ll have sex with Callahan so she used her power to control things just to stop it?
“Ah yes. I didn’t know you’d visit me.” She smiled a little and grabbed the thing that interested her to buy it.
She walked to the cashier while Callahan walked with her.
“I’d be flying back tonight. Might as well see each other at school?” He smiled.
Celine nodded. “Yup… See you…”
Callahan nodded a bit. Celine faced the front and placed the souvenir she was buying for herself.
“Can I get your number this time?” she heard Callahan’s raspy voice, pleading a bit.
“Just follow my order, Gaile. It’s fine. I’ll handle Celine,” Chase muttered, speaking into his phone with a serious tone laced in his voice.Celine paused, overhearing her brother’s voice as she entered the study. They had only just arrived at her parents’ house, surprising everyone. Now Calliope was happily entertaining her grandparents, and their laughter was echoing all over the house. The house sounded so lovely after a long time, as her parents say.Celine’s brow furrowed as she approached Chase, her footsteps barely making a sound. “What was that about?” she asked, trying to keep her tone casual. But there was an undeniable control to her voice.Chase turned to face her; his expression tinged with annoyance. “I heard what happened to you and Calliope earlier,” he said, crossing his arms as if bracing himself for a confrontation. “Don’t even try to deny it. That woman’s little stunt wasn’t just harmless teasing, and you know it.”Celine sighed, the memory of Katherine’s condesce
It was a bright afternoon when Celine and her three-year-old daughter, Calliope, stepped into a clothing store after landing back in the country. The sun filtered through the glass storefront, illuminating its glow on the rows of high-end clothing. They were nothing like the high-end stores she had been but that would work for now. Celine had made a big decision to leave Europe, and for her, it felt like coming back home. After what seemed like forever, she was finally reuniting with her family who had missed her and Calliope dearly.As they entered, Celine adjusted her button-down shirt, its crisp white fabric a stark contrast against her sun-kissed skin. It was casual yet expensive, typical of her style. Calliope, however, looked less like the daughter of a woman with good taste and more like a little girl who just didn’t care. She was still wearing her cozy pajamas—soft, colorful, and perhaps more suited for bedtime than shopping. They had flown in on the family’s private plane
Celine was just a few days away from giving birth. Her anxiety mixed with anticipation, creating a constant chaos of emotions within her. The villa in Europe had become her safe space. It was a place where she could hide from the world and prepare for the arrival of her baby. She was not expecting any visitors, so when the doorbell rang, she felt nervous.There was a part of her that knew that the only possible people to stand in front of her villa were non other than her siblings but perhaps this was the feeling of someone who was hiding, in constant fear of being found. C’mon, Celine. Are you really thinking that Callahan will stand outside your door? He must have been partying the past year to celebrate being single. Or maybe he was already married to his ex. Just thinking about it makes her heart in so much pain. It’s been nine months but the pain doesn’t feel like it was being lessened. In fact, it gets worse as days pass. As she opened the door, her heart skipped a beat. Ther
The soft hum of the ocean was the only sound that broke the peaceful silence of the small villa that she was in. Celine had chosen this quiet town in Europe, hoping to find some peace during her pregnancy. She had asked Gaile to choose a place where Callahan would never think to look for her. It wasn’t that she hoped he would come searching, but she knew her family would try to find her.Celine had hidden her identity for so long, living under her mother’s maiden name to escape the pressure of being an Everson. She had hoped to live a peaceful life, away from the scrutiny and expectations. But as she stood at the door of her villa, looking at the worried faces of her three siblings, she knew that peace was about to be disrupted.She was already five months into her pregnancy.Lucas, her eldest brother, was the first to speak. His eyes immediately landed on her rounded stomach. “So, it was true. You are indeed pregnant,” he said, his voice a mix of coldness, and yet Celine knew that h
Callahan’s office was masked in a heavy silence, interrupted only by the steady ticking of the clock on the wall. His new secretary, a tall woman with a no-nonsense demeanor, stood in front of his desk, her expression a mix of concern and frustration.“Mr. Simmons, we still haven’t been able to locate Mrs. Simmons’ whereabouts,” she reported, her voice strained.Callahan leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples. It had been a month since Celine told him she would be divorcing him. He could still remember that day vividly. Her words had left him frozen, unable to process the finality in her voice. If it hadn’t been for Natalie’s incessant nagging, he might never have snapped out of his blankness.“Keep looking,” he said finally, his voice hoarse. “I need to find her.”“Yes, sir,” the secretary replied, turning to leave. She paused at the door, her eyes softening with pity before she exited.Callahan’s mind drifted back to the moment when Celine had stood in front of him, her eyes
After she went to the car, she didn’t utter a thing. The guards were all silent and simply drove, not even sure where they should go. They were waiting for her signal, her instructions as to where they should go.However, knowing that Celine hadn’t called for them to drive her for so long now, the guards sensed her distress.As the car moved through the city, Celine felt a wave of nausea wash over her. She pressed a hand to her mouth, trying to fight it off, but it was no use. “Stop the car,” she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.The guards exchanged worried glances. “Miss Everson, are you okay?”“I need to get out. I feel sick,” she said urgently.They quickly pulled over in front of the Grand Luxe, one of the most renowned and expensive restaurants in the city. The upper management knew Celine well due to her Everson family ties, though they were unaware of her hidden identity and her marriage to Callahan Simmons.The doorman, recognizing her immediately, rushed to o
Callahan stared at her with a mix of emotions that Celine couldn’t decipher. One moment, his face softened, but the next, it was as if he was a stranger, his expression unreadable. He felt foreign to her, and that scared her.Her eyes locked with his, hoping he would say something, anything. She hoped he would believe her, and side with her. She had never asked him to listen before. Callahan used to surprise her, but now, she didn’t know him anymore.‘Please. Just tell me you believe me, and I’ll hold on. Just tell me you’ll do something, and I won’t let go,’ she silently wished to herself, afraid to voice her thoughts, scared she would be disappointed. Her heart was beating rapidly. She was aching, aching so bad that she wanted it to stop. She waited for him to speak. And he did. Only to break her heart.“Are you sure? Maybe you are mistaken. Natalie didn’t have any reason to do that,” he whispered. She saw a glimpse of a different emotion on his face, but her heart was already s
“Miss Celine, your brother has been asking things about you. It looks like what Troy said really made Sir Chance think that something was happening to you when he saw you at the hospital.”Celine scratches the side of her head as she hears what Gaile reported to her after she received her call.A long sigh escaped her lips. She knows that Chance is really pushy in terms of that, and she knows how protective her family can get.“Just send him a fake file of my doctor's visit. Just makeup something like a mild headache or anything. Just do anything to make him think that nothing was wrong.”Celine heard all of the reports that Gaile stated, even the news about the investor that Natalie claimed to have settled through her family connections.“Are you sure you are not going to tell him about how you were the one who made that investment possible?” Gaile asked, her tone hanging.She didn’t bother to correct it since Callahan didn’t even bother to ask her. And now that Gaile was asking her
The office lounge was quiet; the soft hum of the microwave was the only sound. Celine stood by, staring at her sandwich as it rotated inside. She was lost in thought, her mind swirling with the secret she was carrying—the baby she hadn’t yet told Callahan about.Days have passed, and the moment she realized she was pregnant, her body appears to have begun reacting swiftly to the news. She was unaware that the process would be so challenging at such an early stage, and she was concerned about the length of time she would have to conceal her pregnancy.Things had been harder. Even waking up early was hard, but she was trying her best just so she wouldn’t miss any meetings ever again. She just doesn’t want to have more trouble with Callahan.The door opened, and Callahan walked in, followed closely by Natalie. Celine’s heart skipped a beat, but she kept her face impassive, her cold demeanor masking her inner chaos.These days, Natalie keeps appearing at the office, as if she were also wo