All Chapters of Ms. York's Second Proposal: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

"Shall we race?" Damon challenged, lifting his chin up as he looked at Spencer. Spencer smirked. "Are you sure about that?" Damon only got into racing as a hobby. Spencer, on the other hand, was a certified professional racer. He had even won prizes before. "Nonsense." Damon retorted as he got into his race car. With a deafening roar from the engines, both their race cars shot forward like rockets. Celeste was holding a cup of coffee which had already turned cold. She stood at a distance away from the tracks and watched them. For some reason, she felt worried. "I told you Damon is mine." Leah sounded smug. "Oh." "Since you two are divorced, know your place and stay away from us. Don't come anywhere near him anymore." "Oh." "No matter how hard you try, Damon won't come back to you. He even gave me a gift yesterday!" "Oh." Leah was agitated by Celeste's indifferent response. She raised her voice. "Celeste York, did you really think you still have a shot with him?"

After entering the ward, Damon seemed to relax when he saw that Spencer was alright. But he tensed up the moment he saw Celeste holding the bowl. Celeste had learned about Damon and Spencer's relationship. Based on Celeste's understanding toward Damon, he probably dropped by because he was worried about Spencer. "You guys can talk." Putting the bowl down, she turned away and was about to leave. "Don't. My arm hurts. I can't eat by myself." Spencer tugged at her sleeve pleadingly. Damon merely watched them with a cold glare. "If you keep this up, I'll tell everyone you're still a virgin." Celeste whispered near Spencer's ears, relishing the way his face turned pale with embarrassment.In Damon's eyes, she was flirting with Spencer. His expression darkened, but he remained silent. Seeing the change of expression on Damon's face, she realized that he had misunderstood. However, she didn't explain anything. Before she left, she even closed the door for the two of them. "D

Leah had been diligently bringing food to Damon, but Celeste's casual remark threw her off . It was evident to everyone what Leah was up to, but Celeste was the only one brave enough to call her out on it. "Are you jealous to see Damon and I being so intimate with each other?" Leah's voice dripped with hostility as she set her fork down. Damon, who had been expressionless until now, shot Celeste a curious look as he arched his eyebrow. Was she jealous? What a rare occurrence. His mood became much better. "Public displays of affection aren't everyone's cup of tea. If the two of you are in such a rush to get intimate, you might as well book a hotel room for yourselves so that you won't affect other people's mood," Celeste chided. Celeste's gaze bore into Leah, silently conveying, "You're too much of a nobody to make me jealous." With that, she stood up. "Celeste York, do you have to be so harsh?" Damon frowned. His chest tightened after hearing her words. Suggesting he book

"Damon." Leah gathered her courage just to take this risk. Hugging Damon tight, she reached out to untie the belt on his robe. Damon's expression turned cold. "Let go, Leah." "Why does Celeste get to do this, but not me?"Leah's face burned with embarrassment, but she wouldn't let go. "Damon… " She stubbornly loosened his belt. "Leah, don't make me repeat myself." Damon took a step back. Pulling Leah's arm away, he maintained a distance from her. Naked, Leah was thrown to the ground even though she had mustered up the courage to barge in here. At that moment, her face flushed with humiliation. "Are you rejecting me because of… Celeste?" Biting her lips, Leah couldn't stop herself from crying. "Leah, stop asking. I told you. I can be your friend, protect you, and even forgive you. But there can never be romance between us." There was no hesitation in Damon's voice. "This will not happen again!" He straightened out his robe, which became damp because of Leah. He then w

Celeste and Kenny agreed to meet at a barbecue stall, which was Kenny's idea. The place was called Summertime Diner. There were men who wore expensive T-shirts and denim shorts, and women who were even more gorgeous than celebrities. They were all sitting at the roadside stall. They enjoyed barbecue skewers which cost around three dollars each and drank canned beer. They didn't seem to fit in the background at all. "Welcome to Taverdale." Under the nightlight, Celeste raised her can of beer and smiled at Kenny. After dealing with the York family, the two became close. Both of them ditched the pretense of being a part of high society and revealed their true selves as commoners. She thought about how half a year ago, Kenny was still a legendary man in her mind. She had to think of ways to catch his attention and spend a few million dollars. But now, the two of them could actually be their true selves. Sitting on plastic stools, they enjoyed the food and beer. They even dropped fo