Charles gazed down at Celestine with a sense of resignation, baffled by her intense animosity towards him.
She had secretly installed a tracker on him and followed him around. Who knew what else she was capable of?
As his eyes drifted over Celestine, Charles couldn't help but silently marvel at her. The Stokes sisters were truly cut from the same cloth—both possessed devilish figures. However, Celestine had a charm Aurora lacked; less innocent but more seductive, surpassing any celebrity he had encountered in his previous life.
Unfortunately, her personality was less than ideal...
Celestine struggled fiercely, but after several attempts, she couldn't break free from Charles's grasp. Her chest heaved dramatically, and she glared up at him furiously. "You little punk, trying to play tough before your hair's even grown in? If you dare do anything today, do you believe I'll chop off your little manhood?"
