"What did you say to him?"
"Nothing much, just took him as my godson. You were right; he is indeed quite interesting."
The night had not completely ended yet.
This long night still belonged to this unimaginably charming mother and daughter duo, each with their charm beyond belief.
The mature woman's words made Angel frown and look over.
"My dear mom, you must be out of your mind. Do you need me to find you a psychiatrist?"
Polite, but just barely.
Celeste smiled elegantly, lifting her coffee cup and taking a sip.
"What's the matter? You think it's fine to bring him home because you find him interesting, and I think it's the same logic to take him as my godson, isn't it?"
Angel scoffed.
"How interesting can he be in your presence? You're not usually so impulsive. Don't think I don't know your motives, but using such outdated methods won't work anymore, at least not with my current strong interest in him."
