All Chapters of Ms. York's Second Proposal: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

Celeste last met Jonah when he tried to sleep with her. It had been almost half a year since then. Back then, he looked a little younger than his actual age. But he had now aged so much. He became much thinner. His cheeks and eyes were sunken. Although he had dyed his hair, he seemed much older. For a man in his 50s, people would believe it even if he said he was 70 years old. "Long time no see, Ms. York." Jonah was in a suit while holding a cross necklace. He watched Celeste with a half-smile. Celeste was untied. She tried to regain her composure. "It's been a while, Mr. Radcliffe." She looked around. They were in a courtyard surrounded by gardens. She wondered if this was where Jonah stayed regularly. Now that they had taken her phone away, she couldn't call the police. Thankfully, Jonah was castrated. He wouldn't be able to sleep with her. Celeste tried to think in a positive light. "The reason why I invited you over was to confirm something." Playing with his necklace

Damon didn't say a word, his expression cold. Liam quickly came over to explain. "I'll talk to Mr. Radcliffe about the damages. Why don't Mr. and Mrs. Bishop find somewhere to chat?" Celeste wanted to say that she wasn't Mrs. Bishop anymore and that Liam shouldn't call her that. But seeing the murderous look in Damon's eyes, words were stuck in her throat. "Why don't we have a chat upstairs?" The pressure she felt at present was much worse than when she faced Jonah earlier. Damon was silent. But he took the lead and walked to the apartment's entrance. Celeste scanned her card and obediently led him into the lift. They went up. Opening her door, she bent down to change into house slippers. At the same time, she told Damon, "I only have slippers for Caleb. You don't have to change into them. Do you want a drink? I think I only have coffee and water." Damon didn't answer her. Confused, Celeste turned her head. She was caught off guard when Damon pressed her against the shoe

"Aren't you afraid that she'll—" Liam didn't finish his sentence. He felt that he shouldn't be the one mentioning this matter, so he kept quiet. "Are you saying she might think of weird ways to get what she wants?" Damon glanced at Liam. "Mrs. Bishop is a smart woman, after all." And she'd get what she wanted by any necessary means. Liam didn't say the latter part to Damon. "Anyone who dares to give her money right now will be an enemy of mine!" Damon's face was still hard and cold. He was expressionless. Of course, he knew that people were willing to give Celeste money. People like Megan, Winston, and Lawrence could easily pay off her 60 million dollars. But apart from taking this gamble, Damon had no other choice. …"In the hospital, wasn't he angry when he couldn't transfer his shares in Prestige to you? He changed his mind in such a short time. What a piece of trash." Megan flipped through Celeste's VAM agreement and rolled her eyes. "I'll give you 60 million dollars.

"Celeste York, do you think I've never shopped for bags like these before? I'd believe it if they set up such purchase policies for the Kelly and Saddle bag. But this bag can be sold anywhere on the street, and you're saying it has a purchase policy? "And this bag, I can buy this anywhere. Since you say they were bought under the same purchase policies, where are their accessories?" Leah scoffed at Celeste's casual attempt at lying to her. "Oh? It was Damon who told me all that. Someone born into a poor family like me wouldn't understand it anyway. You should get new bags then, Ms. Sullivan." Celeste pretended to look awkward. She was about to keep the bags away. "I'll pay you two million dollars. You'll earn a profit of 300 thousand." Leah gritted her teeth. Celeste shook her head. "It's okay, Ms. Sullivan. I'm not selling them to you anymore. You should get new ones." Leah had plans to buy the bags, but she didn't want to be scammed this way. After some thinking, she notice

Winston was right. Celeste lost hope. "What should I do? I need money." "You need 57 million dollars? I can lend the money to you." In Winston's eyes, that was no different than 57 hundred dollars. "Ah, there's no need for that. Just include me if you ever see any good projects," Celeste quickly said. "I did invest in a production line recently. Just wait for a few days. I'll contact you by then." After some thinking, Winston said. He agreed to help her. …After failing the job interview with Spencer, Celeste didn't sit back and do nothing. She downloaded a few job applications. She started to send resumes to companies all over the world. Having higher qualifications was a hurdle for her. Although she was the top scorer during the high school final exams, she hadn't reached the level of possessing a "degree qualification and above". She was troubled by this matter. Those willing to hire her asked her to do modeling jobs for cars, magazines, and shopping platforms. These