The Charming Celia
"Do you know how many times I tried to meet Ms. White? She always turned me down, but you managed to win her over!"
His words made me feel even prouder.
"Thanks to you, Kelvin. I couldn't have done it without you," I grinned.
"Just don't forget me when you start making bank," he joked.
"Of course not!" I replied with a laugh.
Finally, the weekend arrived. Celia sent me her address, and I realized she lived in the same city, just about 12 miles away. I grabbed a cab and was there in no time.
Her place was in a quiet, secluded area—a massive villa surrounded by lush greenery. The environment was peaceful and perfect for someone who could afford to live in luxury. I could not help but feel a pa
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