Chapter 221

"Thanks." Celestia Brooks gave a soft smile, her eyes slightly misted. With a quiet respect, she leaned in and gave him a brief hug. After some small talk, Jareth Carrington led Celestia toward her office. His face was clouded with worry, his eyes full of sympathy for her. "Miss, I heard about everything. Please, try to stay hopeful." His voice was low and heavy, his gaze filled with pity as he looked at her. Jareth, nearly forty, had been working for Henry Brooks since his twenties. Despite having no blood ties, he'd always treated Celestia like his own child. During the chaos when the company was on the brink thanks to Jareth Carrington, he’d stood by her side, doing what he could. Celestia nodded, her face looking much calmer now. "Jareth, I’ve made peace with it. You don't need to worry about me anymore." He glanced at her, noticing the calmness in her expression, and finally felt some relief in his chest. But then he suddenly remembered something. "What about the president? Is he