Chapter 245

Celestia Brooks’s relaxed and almost smug look only made Isabelle Ryan fume even more. Her eyes were practically spitting fire, locked onto Celestia with a fury so strong that you could almost smell gunpowder in the air. She’d worn that sweet, gentle mask for so long—it wasn’t going to drop just because of one line from Celestia. “Hmph.” Isabelle gave a low snort, barely loud enough for the two of them to hear, her lips curled in a fake smile. “You sure think highly of yourself.” Her red-tinted eyes slid over Celestia, her smirk laced with sarcasm. The words weren’t direct, but Celestia already knew exactly what she meant. The ugliness hiding behind that pretty face couldn’t be clearer. Her lashes lifted lazily like a fan, and Celestia shot her a sidelong glance, lips curved in a calm, slightly mocking smile. “I mean, don’t I have every right to be confident?” She didn’t name names, but that obvious nod to Jareth Carrington stung all the same. They weren’t outright insulting each other