Chapter 886

"Don't hang up if you're scared. I'm with you." Vincent was a good driver—he'd had plenty of practice when racing with Wayne. Celeste didn't dwell on Vincent's usual infuriating attitude. She only knew his words made her feel warm and secure. "Thanks, Vincent." She had proper manners and knew what to do since he was helping her. "Hmph. You're better off listening to me more instead of thanking me now. This isn't a secret admirer—he's a stalker!" He pressed the pedal to the metal and sped toward Celeste's residential area. She kept the phone to her ear as she continued walking. When Vincent had earlier mentioned there were people with her, she knew he'd stationed bodyguards around her to protect her. She had no idea when they'd even started watching her. Fortunately, Vincent had sent them to protect her. She would've already died a thousand times over if they were there to stalk her. Just like that, Celeste made the trek home in trepidation. Nothing happened to her, and she was so