Chapter 339

Before Celeste could finish her sentence, Mr. Sterling had already slapped her across the face.

Disbelief etched on Celeste's face. "Dad?"

Mr. Sterling fixed his gaze on her. "I don't care whose foster daughter she is. From now on, you stay clear of her! Even your grandfather agrees. As long as she doesn't cross the line with you, just let it slide."

"But why? Grandpa always dotes on me," Celeste said, bewildered. "She hit me first! Why are you taking her side?"

Mr. Sterling inhaled a deep breath. "That's not for you to worry about. She's not someone you can mess with. I'm only doing this to teach you a lesson. You know the Sterling name carries weight, and I don't want any unnecessary stains on it. I've managed to cover up your past antics, but as for Miranda, don't provoke her again! If she does start something, I'll report to them. I'm doing this for your own good!"

Celeste clenched her jaw, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Of course, it would be best if you could make peace with her," Mr. Sterling advised.

Celeste lowered her gaze, harboring a growing resentment.

Making peace? Why should she? Why should she cozy up to someone like that?

loose morals and a questionable background, why should she

silent, she was visibly

talk it out? Why did you have to

just don't want her doing anything that could

that day. Others who had clashed with Miranda at the shooting range found themselves in hot water

Miranda, they returned home only to face another round of beating. The young heirs were

wasn't until Miranda's name was mentioned that the reason became clear.

weren't exactly

had never feared anyone except for those two individuals. Why should

night, their chat

sw ne

Bartley wrote, [Who's this Miranda? I got a beating

laid into

I got punished, but who's picking on whom here?

[Did she go and tattle on us to our

the worst!

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