Chapter 69
Author: Rissa
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The taxi ride felt so quick, with all the city lights rushing past as a knot of anxiety tightened in Celia’s stomach. Tessa’s text message played over and over in her mind. I think she has something sharp! I can hear her crying! The thought of Serena, her once inseparable friend, being in so much pain that she might hurt herself, was unbearable.

“We’re here, miss,” the driver said, pulling up to a tall, black iron gate. Behind it was a big house with a few lights on, its wide shape barely standing out in the dark.

“Thank you, I…” Celia’s voice trailed off as she fumbled in her purse. Her fingers met nothing but the smooth lining of the small clutch bag. No wallet. No cash. No cards. In her panicked rush to leave, she’d grabbed her phone and keys and nothing else.

Her blood ran cold.

“Is there a problem?” the driver asked, his tone shifting from polite to impatient.

“I am so, so sorry,” Celia began, her face flushing with heat. “I… I seem to have forgotten my wallet. I was in a te
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    Damon paced back and forth across the marble floor of his penthouse, jaw tight and mind racing. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop thinking about Celia."Pick up, pick up," he muttered, pressing the phone to his ear again. The ringing went on and on, then straight to voicemail. Again.He had been trying her number for over an hour now. Ever since Anthony left after their meeting, something felt wrong, very wrong. Celia always answered his calls. Always.His phone buzzed with a text. Hope flashed through him, but it was just Anthony confirming tomorrow's schedule. He threw the phone onto the leather couch in frustration."This is not like her," he said to the empty room. "Something's happened."He picked up the phone again and scrolled to Anthony's number. His finger hovered over the call button. He didn't want to seem paranoid, but the knot in his stomach was getting tighter.The phone rang twice before Anthony picked up."Sir? What's wrong? You sound stressed.""Anthony, I

  • Chapter 69

    The taxi ride felt so quick, with all the city lights rushing past as a knot of anxiety tightened in Celia’s stomach. Tessa’s text message played over and over in her mind. I think she has something sharp! I can hear her crying! The thought of Serena, her once inseparable friend, being in so much pain that she might hurt herself, was unbearable. “We’re here, miss,” the driver said, pulling up to a tall, black iron gate. Behind it was a big house with a few lights on, its wide shape barely standing out in the dark. “Thank you, I…” Celia’s voice trailed off as she fumbled in her purse. Her fingers met nothing but the smooth lining of the small clutch bag. No wallet. No cash. No cards. In her panicked rush to leave, she’d grabbed her phone and keys and nothing else. Her blood ran cold. “Is there a problem?” the driver asked, his tone shifting from polite to impatient. “I am so, so sorry,” Celia began, her face flushing with heat. “I… I seem to have forgotten my wallet. I was in a te

  • Chapter 68

    Celia hurried out into the living room, where her parents were sitting on the couch, talking in low voices. They both looked up, surprised, as she headed for the front door.“Celia? Where are you going?” her father asked, his brow furrowed with concern. “You just got home. You need to rest.”“I know, Dad, but I have to go out for a little while,” she said, not breaking her stride. “It’s important.”“Important? What could be more important than your health right now?” Her mother stood up, her voice sharp with worry. “You were in a car accident, for heaven’s sake! You can’t just be running around.”“I’ll be fine, Mom. I promise I won’t be long. I’ll be back soon,” Celia said, her hand on the doorknob.Just then, her phone buzzed in her hand. A text message from Tessa lit up the screen. Celia’s eyes scanned the words, and a jolt of pure panic shot through her.Hurry, Celia! Please! She’s locked herself in the bathroom! I think she has something sharp! I can hear her crying! Please!Celia

  • Chapter 67

    Damon turned to Celia. "You’ve had enough excitement for one day," he said, his voice gentle. "You’re hurt, and you need to rest. I’m taking you home."“Home?” The word brought Celia crashing back to reality. “But the meeting! I can’t just not show up. What will he think?”“He’ll think that the woman he just helped get out of a false arrest was in a car crash and needs to rest,” Damon said, his voice firm but gentle.Seeing the worry still etched on her face, he sighed and pulled out his phone. “Alright. You won’t relax until you hear it from him yourself, will you?”He dialed and put the call on speaker. Anthony answered on the first ring.“Sir? Is everything resolved?”“It is, Anthony. Thank you,” Damon confirmed. “But Celia is worried about her meeting with you. She doesn’t want to be unprofessional.”“Miss Greene!” Anthony’s voice immediately filled with warmth and concern. “Please, do not give that another thought. After what you’ve been through, the last thing you should be worr

  • Chapter 66

    Celia’s breath hitched. The words landed like a hammer to her chest. "An arrest warrant?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "But… that’s a lie! He hit us!" "I know," Damon said, his face unreadable, and that amazed Celia more than his anger ever could. "They'll believe him, won't they?" Celia's voice trembled, panic finally breaking through her shock. "He's a Sterling. We're… we're nobody. They’ll take his word over ours. Damon, what are we going to do? They’ll put us in jail!" She grabbed his arm, her knuckles white. "We have to go. We have to hide, right now, before they find us!" "No," Damon said, his voice a low, steady anchor in her storm of fear. He gently placed his hand over hers. "Celia, look at me." She reluctantly met his gaze, her eyes swimming with tears. "We are not hiding," he said with absolute certainty. "This is what they do. People like Lucas, people like my… people like the Sterlings. They use their money and their name to twist the truth and crush any

  • Chapter 65

    Lucas’s furious shouts echoed behind them. His threats and curses were drowned out by the city noise as Damon led Celia away from the wreck. "Damon, we can't just leave!" Celia whispered, her voice trembling as she glanced back at the enraged Sterling son. "He's… he's going to call someone. His family is one of the most powerful in the city. They'll come after you!" Damon stopped, turning to face her. His expression was calm, a stark contrast to the chaos around them. He gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her cheek. "Are you worried about me, Celia?" "Of course I am!" she said, her voice rising with fear. "We should’ve just apologized — even if we weren’t wrong; just to avoid offending someone that powerful. But you provoked a Sterling! Do you even realize what that means?" "It means nothing," he said simply. His gaze dropped to her arm, to the small, bloody cut from the shattered glass. His calm demeanor vanished, replaced by a focused intensity. "We need to get that looke

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