Thorns Grow After Betrayal (Celeste and Chester) novel Chapter 107

Wait—there was still Celestine!

She had to be doing this on purpose.

She knew Mirabelle and Joanna didn't get along, and that's exactly why she'd shown up at Mirabelle's studio, pretending to be some sort of design consultant.

What a schemer.

Joanna's assistant, standing nearby, was so startled she didn't even dare to breathe.

"Go get me my phone."

Only after hearing Joanna's icy voice did the assistant dare to move.

After the red-carpet dress fiasco came to an end, the tide online shifted dramatically.

Mirabelle's fans, who had been silenced for so long, finally found the courage to fight back.

Meanwhile, Joanna's followers clung desperately to the narrative that Lance had never acknowledged the dress as his own design, and their idol was entirely in the dark.

The argument between both camps dragged on, with everyone waiting for the results of tonight's awards ceremony.

Backstage, after the red carpet, Lance was seething.

He never imagined Mirabelle would actually dare to embarrass him like this, right out in the open.

His gaze locked onto Celestine's figure.

So, she was Chester's wife.

He had to admit, he'd once been grateful this woman ended up in Chester's bed. Joanna deserved better—far better than being reduced to someone's stepmother, or worse, a mistress.

But in this mess, what part had Celestine played?

He'd seen the look Celestine had picked out for Mirabelle; it was flashy, clearly meant to steal attention.

As for making a name for herself in the design world? She was dreaming.

Celestine must have sensed his glare. She turned, meeting Lance's eyes, which held a curious, probing look.

She offered him a calm nod, then walked away.

So that was Lance—the young prodigy who owned Zephyrus Atelier. The designer with all those tangled connections to Joanna.

He was the only one among Chester and Joanna's circle whom Celestine had never met.

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