About an hour before Celestine left the hospital building, she received a report about the relationship between Amira and Timothy.
Apparently, Amira has been obsessed with Timothy for years already. It was more of a one-sided love because Timothy never showed any interest in Amira.
According to Ava's sources, Ingrid is very supportive of her daughter's feelings for the wealthiest heir of the country who is Timothy. They must have thought it would be best to have him as their son-in-law of course due to his massive fortune.
Ingrid and Arthur only care about money in order to further climb up the social ladder. They would do whatever it takes to accumulate more wealth to further dominate the business industry.
The next day, Celestine told no one about Timothy's marriage proposal. She knew that it was more than a proposal for marriage but was also an indication that as the inheritor of the Garcia Group of Companies, he wants to build a partnership with her and her companies. A good strategy of widening their power and influence.
Celestine sips her third glass of red wine while looking at the leaves in her garden getting washed by the heavy downpour.
Today is a Saturday which means that Celestine is out of work. She makes sure to allocate time for her well-being despite her hectic daily schedule.
"Amira is crazy over Timothy." Celestine muttered under her breath while thinking of ways to attack Amira and start her revenge. She places her wine glass aside, "I am sure it would hurt her a lot that the man she is chasing is so into me," A devilish smirk formed in her pale lips.
It has rained the entire night. The gravy raindrops crashing against the metallic roof surface created a distinct sound that sends grief in Celestine's barren heart.
Celestine still vividly remembers the uneventful rainy night when their helpless and poor mother died. Since then, she loathed the rain more than anyone.
Ironically how rain water is used to extinguish a literal fire, the rain fuels the anger deep inside her heart. Throughout the years, the rain has become a constant reminder that the people who caused their tragedy and her mother's demise are still living the best of their life and she is yet to make them taste her bitter revenge.
Indeed, the weather is so cold that the indoor pool is filled with fog and mist. Barefoot, she walks inside and takes off her dark red robe exposing her tall and fit hourglass body wearing only a red two piece bikini.
The two piece red swimsuit exposed her busty and voluptuous cleavage and lump bum. Celestine has the body that every woman is jealous of. Her physical features are those of the goddesses.
Celestine took a few calculated steps inside the ice-cold swimming pool without hesitation. When her toes reached the water, it sent chills to her entire body but she swam like it was a summer day.
She was busy swimming when she heard a rapid sound of a stiletto against the marble floor making her get out of the water to greet the unannounced guest.
Amira was fuming mad when she pushed the door of the large indoor swimming pool. Water is dripping from Celestine's almost naked body as she gets out of the water.
In a swift motion, Amira's palms harshly landed on Celestine's flawless face, her porcelain skin turned red after the slap.
Celestine tasted the iron blood coming out of the gums inside her mouth due to the forceful impact of Amira's slap.
Celestine raised her eyebrows and gritted her teeth, "What a good way to greet your elder sister." She said while she motioned her hands to stop the bodyguards in black from coming inside the swimming pool.
No doubt, they are able to pin Amira down on the floor after what she did to their boss.
"How dare you flirt around my man!" When Celestine darted her eyes on Amira's hands, her knuckles were already turning white from holding the handle of her luxurious handbag.
Amira grew more annoyed when she saw Celestine burst into an amused laugh that echoed in the entire indoor swimming pool area.
When Celestine slightly turned her back to get her robe, Amira's eyes grew wide to see a huge dragon tattoo on Celestine's back with its tail going down to her hips. She has never seen a woman with such a large tattoo but she has to admit that it looked so beautiful on Celestine.
Celestine sighed deeply to prevent herself from punching the living heck out of Amira.
"I didn't know you are my stalker now," Celestine said which infuriated Amira more, "Oh, correction. You probably hired someone to stalk Timothy and not me." She said as a matter of fact while she poured herself a glass of wine.
Amira breathed heavily, her shoulders going up and down while her face turned furiously red. "Stay away from him! He is mine!" Amira said, emphasizing every word but does not seem to fluster Celestine.
"Is he really yours?" Celestine chuckles which makes Amira let out an ear splitting scream, having tantrums like a toddler.
Amira then storms outside banging the door shut. As soon as she left, the head body guard then walked to Celestine as he bowed his upper body politely.
"We apologize, Ma'am. She has been so persistent to come inside and some of the guards willingly let her in the moment she said that she is your sister," Her most trusted bodyguard sincerely apologized while Celestine nodded her head signaling him to leave.
Celestine rushes on the way to her bedroom to get her phone. She quickly typed in Veronica's number and called her.
"Hey, are you available tonight? Let's go to a club and party," Celestine invited, which made Veronica almost choke up on her own saliva. Celestine is never the kind of person who goes to high-end and luxurious clubs.
Veronica furrows her eyebrows and playfully asks, "What did you do to Celestine?!" She laughs because of the sudden invitation.
"Are you in or not?" Celestine asks one more time, growing impatient. It would be a waste to just spend her day off inside the house.
Now that she is back, she has to make herself known among people around her age. Besides, there wouldn't be any outsiders allowed inside the membership-only high-end club that they will go to.
It is where the richest of the richest people around her age hang out and have fun.