CELESTE His words hit harder than the slap he had never given me. Ever since my mother died, my father had taken it upon himself to give me a good life. Despite his controlling nature from years of running an empire, he never snapped let alone raised his voice at me but tonight, he admitted he was ashamed of me.Words died in my throat and for a moment I forgot the reason I was here tonight. He didn't really mean it, I muttered to myself, shaking my head slightly but the fire burning through his eyes said it all.“Get her out of here,” father turned to face Tristan, avoiding my gaze.Tristan stepped forward, giving me an apologetic look as he held my arm gently, but I shoved him off.“Since you're already ashamed of me,” the words burned my throat as they slipped out. “I might as well finish what I started.”“Celeste…”My teeth clenched together as I walked forward, standing right in front of the board.“Care to explain why I'm hearing you planned on replacing me?” I arched my brows,
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