Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ms. York's Second Proposal: Kabanata 441 - Kabanata 450

Was this the Avalonese tycoon to whom Shannon was married? Celeste sized the man up from afar. He was tall. She could tell that he was of a certain age already. Those dark and sinister eyes of his made her want to keep her distance. Judging from his demeanor, Celeste thought he didn't seem like a citizen of Avalon for some reason. Meanwhile, the man was scrutinizing her as well. There was obvious interest in his eyes. Celeste was too familiar with being stared at with this kind of gaze. It was one filled with ill intentions and a sickening interest that she had seen in many men's eyes. Celeste didn't have a good impression of him in the first place. Now that he was staring at her like that, she felt even more uncomfortable. Just then, the man approached. Shannon spoke up. "Mr. Chandler, you're finally done with your work. It's not fun looking around on my own." She was speaking Tavernese. Her tone was filled with flatter and coquetry. Mr. Chandler? Didn't that old man

When she heard her own voice through the phone, Lilian's face went pale. Her immediate reaction wasn't embarrassment at getting caught doing something wrong. Instead, she thought about how Megan sounded so generous and showed no signs of repulsion when she spoke that day. It was because she was recording their conversation in secret! Panicked, this was Lilian's first time speaking without a filter. "I did say all of that. It's no wonder that Ms. Schultz answered me so politely. I was too naive. I didn't expect that she'd record our conversation." Lilian couldn't hide the anger in her words anymore. It took Winston aback. It seemed that he never truly knew her, so he always thought she was as innocent as a bunny. "You're wrong. Megan didn't send me this voice recording." All the sympathy Winston had for her just now faded. His voice grew cold. "Cece is the one who sent it to me. Without this clip, I wouldn't know you're this kind of person in private. Lilian, it must be ha

Wasn't that Megan?Why was she here? She must have seen him at the reception then. She must still be angry at him. She even walked past him without saying hello. Besides, she had always dressed in a conservative way back then. But recently, she had been more open in the way she dressed. What was up with that tight skirt? Right, Lilian was here too. She couldn't have misunderstood things, could she? Winston frowned. His mind was all over the place, feeling frustrated for some reason. "Mr. Belasco, Mr. Belasco." After completing the check-out procedures, Lilian called him softly. Only then did he gradually regain his composure. "What?" "Where did you park the car? Is it the overground or underground floor?" "It's at the entrance. The driver is waiting outside," Winston said absentmindedly. Why would Megan be at a hotel at such a late hour? "Did Ms. Megan Schultz spend money on anything here tonight?" Before he left, he asked the receptionist casually. "Yes, Ms. Schul

Celeste pushed aside the sadness and forced a smile. "Where are we heading? Are we getting a foot massage at the red-light district?" Damon raised an eyebrow. "Is that what you like?" "I'm alright…" Their cars moved forward at the same speed. They eventually stopped at the traffic light at an intersection. "If you're into that, I'll give you a massage when we get back home. We're heading somewhere else for now," Damon teased her lovingly. Their voices weren't small when they spoke. The drivers behind them could hear their conversation. The driver behind Damon's car wondered why this couple were talking to each other while driving in separate cars side by side. He thought that he couldn't understand the world of the rich."Look at them. A man who drives a Rolls-Royce Cullinan is going to give his wife a foot massage at home. And you don't even buy a stalk of flower for me." Sitting in the passenger seat, the driver's wife complained. …Damon drove and led Celeste all t

Spent the night with with Lilian? What sort of strange rumor was that? Speechless, he stared at his niece. "When did I spend the night with Lilian?" Before Celeste could speak, Winston remembered it right away. "Cece, is that what Megan told you? Did she say that she saw me at Gotham Hotel?" Celeste didn't hide it. "Yeah, that's right." To show him the evidence, she found the picture Megan sent her and showed it to him. Winston massaged his temples. "Listen to me; that's not what happened." He didn't expect Celeste and Megan to immediately come to that conclusion.Winston was thankful that he came to see Celeste early. If not, he'd be wronged for something he never did! "Cece, do I look like a man who'd sleep with just anybody?" His brows were knitted together. He was speechless at how illogical they were being, especially Megan. Why didn't she ask him if she had that misunderstanding? He only managed to find out through Celeste. If not, he wouldn't have been able to