Chapter 94
In the days that followed, Kendric didn’t reach out to her again. All the
necessary paperwork had been completed, and the apartment she had rented
abroad was arranged in advance. Just as they had agreed that night, from the
day she returned from Breeze Town until the day she left, they didn’t met.
Kendric had sent a brief text message, “have a safe trip.” Celeste stared at it
for a while and eventually reserved this message.
The night before, she had a long chat with her father over the phone, who
gave her numerous instructions. Sienna stayed over with her, sobbing in her
arms until midnight, so the next morning Celeste feared she might cry all the way to the airport, and she firmly declined Sienna’s offer to accompany her.
As for Manuel, he was away on a business trip and had called her the
previous night. In the conversation, his mood was far from cheerful.
Celeste passed through security and boarded the plane. As the flight took off, she closed her eyes.
Three months later.
On both banks of the river, trees line the streets, and behind them stand ancient and majestic buildings. Celeste’s school is situated nearby.
Every morning, she walks through this avenue.
“Celeste, you’re late again.”
Eulalie slapped her watch on the desk, her arms folded.
Eulalie McCartney was Celeste’s first friend abroad. However, Eulalie had a
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somewhat aloof character. When Celeste fist initiated a conversation, Eulalie
scrutinized her for a long time before expressionlessly stating her phone
number.
Regardless, Celeste was captivated by her temperament from their very
first meeting.
After three months, they became friends. Celeste could tell that Eulalie
came from a well–off family. Many of the brands she wore were the luxury
brands that Kendric had ever bought Celeste.
Celeste quickly shook off the name Kendric that had suddenly emerged in
her mind.
“Why don’t you buy a car?” Eulalie asked, munching on the sandwich Celeste had brought to her.
Celeste’s apartment was a forty–minute walk away from here.
“Because I’m poor,” she replied.
Whenever she mentioned the word ‘poor,‘ Eulalie would observe her from head to toe with a skeptical gaze.
Celeste met her stares. “Would I need to show my empty pocket to prove myself?”
Eulalie fell into a thoughtful silence, quietly eating her breakfast.
Christmas was just around the corner, and with the school break about to commence, everyone’s excitement was palpable. In today’s class, before the professors had arrived, Celeste seized the opportunity to brainstorm the storyline and characters of her comics. She drew the sketches on the paper.
Eulalie glanced over, “you’re wasting your time,” she commented
nonchalantly.
“Well, Miss Rich, I need to earn my living. Without drawing, how would I
afford my meals?”
Eulalie never believed Celeste would be short of money. After all, she was
Kendric’s fiancée. He wouldn’t allow his fiancée to live a hard life.
After the morning classes, they found a bench outside and settled down for lunch. Celeste had packed sandwiches, jam, fruits, and yogurt. Eulalie, on the other hand, enjoyed her favorite eggs benedict.
too.”
Celeste murmured, “you remind me of a friend of mine. He loves this dish
Eulalie’s eyes flickered with curiosity. It was the first time she had heard. Celeste mention Kendric
“Who’s he?” she feigned ignorance.
“An old friend,” but Celeste chose not to elaborate further.
Rain began to drizzle outside. Eulalie’s butler quickly fetched an umbrella.
Celeste glanced at her car. “You should get inside the car, it’s quite chilly outside” she suggested.
“Where are you heading this afternoon? I can give you a ride.”
Celeste pondered, “I have no class this afternoon, so I’ll be working on my sketches at home.”
Eulalie nodded, “I don’t have any plans this afternoon either.”
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“Oh,” Celeste answered, then it suddenly dawn on her the deeper meaning
behind Eulalie’s words.
Celeste cautiously suggested, “how about… coming to my apartment to have
fun?”
To her surprise, Eulalie immediately agreed.
They got into Eulalie’s car, and they drove back to Celeste’s apartment.
Though this apartment was a bit distant from the school, its rent was reasonable. Celeste had rented the entire attic.
Upon entering, Eulalie frowned at the plain and simple interior of the apartment. “Is this where you live?”
“Yes, it’s spacious inside. I have a dedicated room for drawing. Let me show you around.” Celeste warmly led her inside.
Eulalie still seemed puzzled, “but this is an attic, usually just used for storage.”
Celeste’s smile faltered, “actually, the atticis quite roomy. And it’s well–equipped here. There’s a separate bedroom, a study, a bathroom, and a kitchen.”
Eulalie observed the slightly worn–out furniture and couldn’t help blurting out, “he allowed you to live in such a place
