Chapter 0458

Snapped out of her thoughts, Celeste shook her head. “No, of course not. I’m sorry, I just got distracted. Let me finish up a few things, and if you’d like, we can leave a little earlier. I wouldn’t want you driving back to Westhaven too late.”

She walked away to check in with a colleague, disappearing from Peter’s sight. Left alone, he strolled through the gallery, admiring the remaining paintings. His thoughts were elsewhere, focusing on what lay ahead. He had unfinished business in Switzerland, but he didn’t want to leave so abruptly. The situation with Alexia would take time to resolve, and he couldn’t treat it lightly. For now, though, he decided to enjoy the evening and figure out

tomorrow when it came.

One painting caught his eye–one of Celeste’s works. Peter wasn’t sure if Theodore had purchased it yet, but he found himself captivated by the brushstrokes and colors. She had a remarkable gift, one that wasn’t being fully realized. Teaching his grandson wasn’t a bad thing, but her talent for painting was extraordinary and underappreciated. His mind wandered briefly to the image of her walking barefoot through her apartment, the taste of cinnamon coffee lingering in his memory. He found himself craving a cup of that coffee.

“Peter… We can go,” Celeste’s soft voice called out.

He turned to her and smiled. “Let’s go. Are you sure you’re okay with leaving?”

“Of course. I covered for my colleague yesterday, so she’s covering for me today,” Celeste replied with a small smile.

together. Peter held the door open for her, and when she climbed into his car,

with a smile. “Did you know

started driving

make a stop before I take you

are you taking me, Mr. Palmer?” Celeste asked, raising an

Where we’re going… it’s a surprise.

like

won’t, don’t worry. This place is very close; we won’t be

stars, with the moon shining brightly in the absence of city lights. Peter helped Celeste out of the car, and

rosé,” Peter said, handing her

it, glancing at him with surprise, then noticed a box of strawberries on the hood of the car. He took her hand and guided her over to where the box was. They leaned against the car together, staring out at the breathtaking view. Peter clinked

of your paintings in the future.”

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