Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

With that thought, Walter pressed on, "David, you and I both know Celina is on the other side. Has she done anything out of the ordinary lately?" Out of the ordinary?

David's hand tightened into a fist without him realizing it.

There was one thing.

That afternoon, Celina did something she had never done before she texted him.

[My stomach hurts. I could really go for some oatmeal.]

David, seizing the moment to be the caring boyfriend, did not hesitate to get her some oatmeal.

However, instead of a cozy night in, Celina had him meet her at a cafe.

The cafe was all class and style. David stuck out like a sore thumb with his simple oatmeal. To anyone else, he might have looked pretty ridiculous. However, he did not mind.

The scent of coffee filled the air, but he pushed aside the cup in front of Celina and assertively placed his oatmeal before her. "Got a stomach ache, right? Try this."

In that instant, he caught a shimmer of tears in Celina's eyes.

He knew she was moved. For him, that was just the start of taking care of Celina.

the spoon in a rare moment of compliance and took a sip from

inviting, but Celina only had

oatmeal, Mr.

set down the spoon, her face taking

because there's something I need to

her right-hand woman, so I end up doing her dirty work." David rubbed his fingers together, realizing more and more

there she was, calling him out to confess and her

"Why?" David pressed.

Celina blinked in surprise.

sworn to protect was in deep danger, and he asked her why? It was like they were speaking

clarified, "Celina, we're on opposite teams

for

then she dragged him into her plans. No wonder he was

want to

did not want

want her hands tainted with violence. She did not want to be dragged down into a dark pit for

nothing

eyelashes quiver with her words, David knew Celina

bit of a show as he said, "Celina, if you're doing this because of me, not wanting to hurt

with a kind of wistful sorrow like he was playing the