Chapter 200

Celestia Brooks kept her surprise hidden as her long lashes lowered, masking the emotions that were about to spill over. "What brings you here?" Her tone light, emotionless—so neutral it was impossible to read her thoughts. When she looked up at Isabelle Ryan again, her gaze was calm, not a ripple in sight. Isabelle sat there, once again thrown off by Celestia’s composure. The smug smirk on her face froze midair. Her sharp eyes swept over the woman in front of her, probing, calculating. She couldn’t figure Celestia out. Was she already numb to Jareth’s past affairs and didn’t care anymore? Or did she care too much, so much that she had to pretend it didn’t hurt? Either way, Isabelle wasn’t about to let her hold onto him any longer. A glint of determination flashed in Isabelle’s eyes. “I heard you and Jareth are living separately now?” she said, letting her words hang, laced with a mock-sweet smile. Celestia hadn’t been surprised from the moment she opened the door and saw her standing