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"Celine has already left for the meeting hall," Grace said as her father sat beside her. Not long after, the car they were traveling in soon left the grounds of the luxurious mansion.

"She didn't say anything?"

"Not at all. Except to surprise us at breakfast."

Edgar laughed. "Celine is full of surprises. I didn't expect her to do something unexpected like that."

Grace nodded. "I won't let my guard down on her."

"You don't need to be so tense. Celine is not a Fania who will comply with your requests the more she is restrained. She's like a wild horse, who can't obey any rider. Let us not miss the most important part of Celine's return to this house." Edgar leaned back comfortably in his passenger seat. The latest Rolls Royce was the car he would often use when attending important events. Not without reason, a luxury car was also one part of the privilege he could show in front of clients or rivals.

"You don't have to worry, Dad. I know the li