Chapter 24

"Don't look at me like that. On the 42nd floor, if you're seriously afraid of heights, you wouldn't even make it out here." Celeste raised her chin slightly, her eyes locked onto the man in front of her, sharp and unwavering. The Shaw family might look all picture-perfect on the surface-loving parents, close brothers-but underneath, it was a mess of lies and power plays. And Liam? Definitely not the harmless pushover he pretended to be. After a beat, a scoff escaped from the gazebo. Liam casually dropped his hand from Celeste's shoulder and flopped down on the bench. "How come I never noticed before how sharp you are? Just one stint in jail and you've turned into a totally different person." Celeste didn't even blink. "Nearly died once. If I didn't wise up then, what do you think I came back for? To be some puppet again?" Her voice was firm, her expression calm. So straightforward that Liam couldn't find a crack in her story. He furrowed his brow, about to ask more, but got interrupted