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Chapter 33 : Celia ' What she Found'

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The clasp sat beneath the lamp's glow like something waiting to be understood.

I'd been working on it for nearly two hours in the small studio the Guild had assigned me. Mr. Alden had checked on me twice, each visit brief. A nod, a glance at my work, then gone again.

No one hovering.

No one correcting my every movement.

Just me, the piece, and the quiet.

My hands had trembled for the first

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  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 33 : Celia ' What she Found'

    The clasp sat beneath the lamp's glow like something waiting to be understood.I'd been working on it for nearly two hours in the small studio the Guild had assigned me. Mr. Alden had checked on me twice, each visit brief. A nod, a glance at my work, then gone again.No one hovering.No one correcting my every movement.Just me, the piece, and the quiet.My hands had trembled for the first twenty minutes.Then they stopped.I worked slowly, removing the tarnish one careful layer at a time. Beneath the years of grime, the silver gradually began to return, not bright yet, but visible. Its shape becoming clearer with every patient stroke.It was a delicate painstaking work.The kind that demanded more patience than most people were willing to give.I loved every second of it.

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 32 : Celia ' The cost of Choosing'

    The second letter from the Guild arrived on a Thursday.I read it once.Then twice.Then a third time, because some part of me still couldn't quite believe what I was looking at.Restoration Assignment — Individual Placement.It wasn't anything enormous.Just one piece.An antique clasp from a private estate collection that needed careful restoration under general supervision rather than direct instruction.But it was mine.The first thing anyone had ever trusted me to handle was without someone standing over my shoulder, waiting to correct me.I carried the letter to Adrian's study before I could lose my nerve.He was behind his desk, reading through a stack of documents, but looked up when I entered.I crossed the room and plac

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 31 : Celia ' The things we don't say'

    Three days after my interview, I received the call.I was standing in Eleanor's sitting room, helping her sort through a collection of old photographs, when my phone vibrated against the arm of the sofa.I almost ignored it.Then I saw the number.Greyford Heritage Restoration Guild.My heart jumped.I answered quickly."Hello?""Mrs. Lancaster?""Yes.""Good afternoon. I'm calling regarding your interview."I sat straighter."Yes.""We were very impressed with your knowledge and your approach during the interview. We want to offer you a place in our apprenticeship program."For a second, I forgot how to breathe."I'm sorry?"The woman laughed softly.

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 30: Celia ' The choice he made'

    I found the envelope on the hall table the next morning.It was propped neatly against a vase of fresh lilies, the white petals opening beneath the morning sunlight. My name was written across the front in careful gold script.Mr. and Mrs. Adrian Lancaster.I stared at it for a moment.There was something strangely intimate about seeing Mrs. Adrian Lancaster written so confidently beside my name.As though the person who had written it had never questioned whether I belonged there.I reached for the envelope."The Whitfield Anniversary Gala."Vivian's voice came from behind me.I turned.She was already walking toward the breakfast room, perfectly composed in a pale silk blouse, one hand resting lightly against the back of a dining chair."On

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 29: Celia ' Maybe we are meant for each other'

    It was the next morning, and I woke up smiling before I remembered why.Then I remembered why, and the smile only grew.Which was somehow even more embarrassing.I lay there for a moment longer than necessary, staring at the ceiling as the memory returned in pieces.The rain,His thumb against my cheek,The way he'd looked at me.May I?I pressed a hand over my face and squeaked quietly into my palm.Ridiculous.I was a grown woman, not a schoolgirl.And yet, one kiss from Adrian Lancaster had apparently reduced me to someone who couldn't stop replaying the same few seconds in her head.I finally forced myself out of bed.Downstairs, Adrian was having a similarly undignified morning.Though, of c

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 28: Celia ' When home became You'

    By now, it had become a habit.Just before the sun slipped below the horizon, the sound of Adrian's car pulling into the driveway echoed through the Lancaster estate."The young master is home."One of the maids announced it so casually that no one even looked up anymore.Except me.I immediately scolded myself for it.Don't start waiting for him, I thought.You'll only make things harder for yourself."Mrs. Lancaster."Martha's amused voice pulled me back to the present.She stood with her hands on her hips, watching me stir the soup."I think we should stop asking whether the young master will be joining us for dinner."I looked at her."Oh?"She nodded solemnly.

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 7 Celia: The Midnight Conversation

    Once again I forgot to breathe.That voice, I knew exactly who it was. I looked back to confirm my fact. Adrian stood a few feet away, one hand tucked into his pocket, his expression unreadable.The older woman's smile faltered."M.. Mr..Lancaster." She stuttered. He didn't look at her immediate

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 6 Celia : The Charity tea

    I spent most of the evening staring at the ceiling.Every time I closed my eyes, I heard Adrian's voice again."My wife doesn't enjoy being interrogated for entertainment."The words shouldn't have mattered.A person can defend someone without caring about them. He could intervene simply because he

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 5 Celia : Borrowed Things

    “What the hell is going on here?”Sienna’s voice sliced through the foyer sharply enough to make the housekeeper flinch.I turned fully toward the staircase.She stood three steps from the top, one manicured hand gripping the banister so tightly her knuckles had gone pale beneath her perfect makeup

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 4 : Celia  'A Dangerous Kind of Hope'

    The next morning, breakfast was different.I entered the dining room expecting the same dry toast, the same silence, the same elegant dismissal that had wrapped around me since arriving in the Lancaster house.Instead, there was warm tea at my place. Eggs, buttered toast and fresh fruit too.I stop

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