Never Forgive Never Forget (Celeste and Philip) novel Chapter 176

He really didn't blink at dropping six figures on a shirt!

She turned back and caught Philip still staring after Celeste, which only fueled her irritation. Quickly, she put on a tearful, fragile expression and hurried over.

"It's all my fault—I'm not as healthy as Celeste, so I can't go out and earn money for you like she does."

"But you know, when Celeste was with Alfred, she never spent so recklessly. I doubt Alfred would've dared to flaunt himself wearing some mistress's shirt either. So… Philip, do you think Celeste bought it for her new lover?"

She made sure to twist the knife on "new lover."

Philip's face darkened as his mind jumped straight to the man in the car that day.

One Alfred wasn't enough—now there was another man ahead of him?

His expression turned icy. He ordered his assistant to look into it.

Behind him, Viola's lips curled with satisfaction.

Celeste, sooner or later Philip will see through your two-faced games. When that day comes, even if you want to crawl back to him, even if you don't want to be Alfred's side piece anymore, you won't stand a chance. The spot next to Philip will be mine—and mine alone.

. . .

Celeste returned to her car with the shirt in hand.

Her phone wouldn't stop buzzing—Beverly's messages kept pouring in.

What's her problem now?

With a look of disgust, Celeste opened the chat.

Right at the top was a photo.

In the picture, Alfred stood shoulder to shoulder with a woman with long, glamorous curls. They were tucked away in an out-of-the-way corner, pressed close, gazing at each other, smiles playing at their lips.

Way too cozy.

Beverly's messages popped up right after:

"That's Alfred's secret lover from abroad."

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