The Scent of 226

Chapter 226

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Jordyn looked around again. After confirming that Celeste was nowhere to be seen, she left with Wynn.

Watching their retreating figures, Jorge was about to leave when he suddenly noticed Celeste standing not far to the side.

His steps faltered.

Realizing who it was, he initially decided to ignore her and walk away. But then, he noticed that Celeste’s gaze was fixed on Wynn and Jordyn.

Her expression was cold, and her eyes were even colder. In fact, the way she looked at Wynn almost felt like she was looking at an enemy.

With that kind of stare, Jorge couldn’t help but think that Celeste might actually harbor ill intentions toward Wynn.

He observed her silently, convinced that she was still holding a grudge against Wynn. So, he walked over.

Celeste was carrying quite a few things–two potted plants and several decorative ornaments. The ornaments were an impulse buy.

Ever since she moved into her current place, she had been too busy with her own affairs to decorate much, leaving her home looking rather empty.

This time, she had only planned to buy some plants, but when she saw a store nearby selling decorative pieces for display cabinets, she picked out a few.

Just as she was about to leave, she unexpectedly ran into Wynn and Jordyn again.

After they left, she was about to go on her way when she noticed Jorge approaching her.

He said, “What are you trying to do?”

Celeste stopped in her tracks. “What do you mean?“”

Jorge said coldly, “She doesn’t even care about you. You mean nothing to her, yet you’re still holding a grudge? Don’t you think that’s pointless?”

“She doesn’t care about me?” Celeste’s gaze turned icy. “You really put her on a pedestal, don’t you?”

To Jorge, Wynn was indeed good in every way.

Before he could respond, Celeste continued, “So? What are you trying to say? Are you here to warn me not to harm her?”

That was exactly what Jorge intended

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Celeste let out a cold laugh. “Even Trevor hasn’t said that to me. But you, Mr. Robinson, rushed over to do it… On what grounds? Are you Wynn’s secret admirer?”

Jorge didn’t bother to hide his admiration and feelings for Wynn in front of Celeste.

Hearing her taunt, he replied icily, “So, what you’re sayings–I should go remind Mr. Fleming to watch out for you?”

At that moment, he recalled what happened at a banquet before, when Trevor had asked Celeste for a dance. Back then, both he and Caleb felt that Trevor had approachest Celeste solely to warn her not to target Wynn.

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With that thought, he added, “Or… Do you think Trevor’s previous warning was too gentle?”

Celeste didn’t respond. She simply looked at him, her gaze arrying a faint hint of mockery.

Before Jorge could react, she suddenly asked, “Are you really Theodore Robinson’s son?”

She hadn’t interacted with Theodore much, but in her eyes, he had the warmth of an elder while also possessing: the authority and depth of a true leader.

Aside from their resemblance in appearance, she saw nothing of Theodore in Jorge.

Then again, maybe it was just because Jorge was too blinded by his feelings for Wynn–so much so that he let his emotions cloud his judgment.

Jorge didn’t expect her to bring up his father.

Her tone almost made it seem like she knew him. But how could she possibly know his father?

His expression darkened. “What are you trying to say?”

Celeste didn’t answer. Instead, she said, “Aren’t you going to have Trevor warn me? Fine, I’ll be waiting.”

With that, she turned and left without looking back.