Celeste also had the same thought. <b>What </b>was more, she believed that this was Trevor’s way of making it up <b>to </b>Wynn after he stopped Wynn’s uncle from moving into the vi across from Ivan
After all, Trevor loved Wynn. There was no way he would make her feel sorry for herself just because it inconvenienced Celeste.
Matthias said, “If Wynn had been concealing her capabilities all this while, then….”
He trailed off in silence and didn’t finish his sentence. He and Celeste were Zachary’s mentees—that much was
true.
Zachary might’ve treated them coldly, but he was actually quite close to them–that was true as well.
After all, Zachary was tenderhearted despite his icy and distant character. His strict expectations of them didn’t change the fact that he cared about them.
With that said, Zachary was a man of strong principles as well. If Wynn really showed enough talents and capabilities, he would never refuse to take her in as his apprentice just because of the bad blood she had with Celeste.
That was why Matthias had this concern.
On the other hand, Celeste calmed down quickly. She said, “Let’s just do what we have to do for now.”
The only thing she could do now was make sure her tasks were performed impably.
Celeste didn’t return home until quitete that night. Martha was already asleep, but Trevor was nowhere to be seen. There was a good chance he would note home at all.
By the time Celeste finished bathing, however, she saw Trevor. She was surprised that he actually came home. She stopped in her tracks when she saw him<b>, </b><b>and </b>she nodded at him,
Celeste didn’t ask Trevor why he made a dinner appointment with Zachary, nor did he say anything to her. He merely nced at her for a moment before he went to the bathroom to wash up.
Celeste slept in the next morning. When she went downstairs, she heard Martha’s sarcastic voice. “It was already past 11:00 pm when I sleptst night, Trevor, but I still didn’t see you. I thought you didn’te home yet again!” Trevor sat across the table from Martha. He was calmly taking a sip of his tea, not offering a response to her.
She tapped the table and pretended to be angry. “Open your mouth and start talking!”
Trevor put down his teacup. He noticed Celesteing down and turned his head sideways to nce at her. Then, he calmly turned and faced Martha again. “Aren’t you the one who told me I have to be home because you <b>want </b>me to take you out in the <b>morning</b>?”
“I thought you turned a deaf ear to my words again!” Martha scoffed.
“I <b>wouldn’t </b>dare.” Although Trevor said that, he still wore a nonchnt expression. It didn’t seem like he <b>was </b>intimidated at all.
<b>Martha </b>felt like she was about to have a heart attack. <b>So</b>, she <b>ignored </b><b>him </b>and waved Celeste over, gesturing for thetter to sit.
Celeste took a seat and asked, “Are you two going <b>out </bter Grandma?”
“Wrong. “We are going out together!” Martha chuckled and continued, “Where do you want to go, Celeste? I’ll follow your lead.”
Sometimes, Celeste couldn’t help but think she was a boring <b>person</b>. She honestly couldn’t think of a ce that would make everyone happy. So, she said, “I’m fine with anything. You call the shots, Grandma.”
As a matter of fact, Martha <b>already </b>had an idea of where she wanted to go.
When she heard Celeste’s response, she asked, “What about a hot spring? We talked about it, but someone pissed me off so much that the trip ended before it even started. This time, I’m going to ensure he makes it up to me.” Naturally, Martha was talking about Trevor.
He continued to drink his tea calmly when he heard what she said. He didn’t feel embarrassed or uneasy because of what she said, not <b>even </b>a little. It w
as if that incident meant nothing to him and didn’t bother him at all.
At the thought of it, Celeste turned her gaze away from Trevor. She had been to the hot spring before and wasn’t particrly interested in it for now.
However, Martha brought it up now, so Celeste had no choice but to follow along with her request. “Okay.”