Later that night, in the Lancasters’ rest house...
"Auntie Celes, this guy... is gonna kill himself," Justin muttered, glancing at Celestine, who had just finished wiping Derek’s face after he’d thrown up.
Derek had been on an alcohol binge, drinking far more than he could handle. If it hadn’t been for Justin, they might’ve found him unconscious on the streets.
"How did you even know he was there?" Celestine asked, genuine curiosity lacing her voice.
"After seeing him drown himself in the tub, I got worried he’d do it again," Justin shrugged. "So I installed a tracking app on his phone. Face recognition works perfectly when he’s asleep."
A subtle smile tugged at Celestine’s lips as she looked at him with quiet appreciation.
"Tell me what you want," she said. "I might grant it as long as it’s not the highest position at NL Group."
His eyes brightened, and as if he’d forgotten the situation entirely, he slid closer. "Auntie, really?"
"What is it?"
"Well..." he trailed off, frowning as his thoughts scrambled. It wasn’t that he didn’t know what to ask for. He just had too many options to choose from.
Celestine chuckled softly. "Let me know once you’ve made up your mind."
"Heh. Thanks, Aunt Celes—you’re the best!"
Their light moment faded as her gaze returned to Derek. A flicker of regret crossed her eyes, but she knew she had done the right thing. Derek didn’t even need to tell her what happened. She already had a few scenarios in mind, and all of them led to the same conclusion.
Derek had finally seen what everyone else had seen long ago.
Justin noticed her expression, raised a brow, and shifted his attention to his cousin. Clicking his tongue, he shook his head.
"I’m honestly surprised he’s this devastated over Melissa," he admitted. "I didn’t think he liked her that much."
"He pursued Melissa for a long time, and they were together for years," Celestine said softly. "When you’re manipulated for that long, you start to believe that kind of love is real. I don’t blame him. I’m not even surprised he’s taking it hard."
She sighed. "He’s grieving. And grieving... is the hardest thing to go through."
After all, she had grieved once too when Derek’s mother was taken from their family. Daniella had been her best friend, the only person in the Lancaster family she trusted completely.
Justin blinked, studying Celestine’s profile. "But Derek didn’t really like Melissa before. He used to say she was ugly."
"Hmm?" Celestine turned to him curiously. "What are you insinuating, Justin?"
"Well..." he scratched the back of his head. "As far as I remember, he didn’t like her because she was... you know, a product of infidelity. Derek doesn’t like those kinds of things."
He hadn’t thought about it before, but that conversation with Derek had triggered old memories. Back then, when they used to visit Lola to play, Derek never paid any attention to Melissa. He wouldn’t even look at her.
"And recently, I asked him about their relationship," Justin continued. "He told me that if Melissa hadn’t saved his life that day, he wouldn’t have bothered with her at all."
That incident had been the turning point. After that, Derek had started talking to Melissa. They’d become friends, then lovers as they grew older.
Deep lines formed between Celestine’s brows as she stared at Justin in confusion. "An incident that saved his life?"
"Mhm! That time he almost drowned at the Young residence. Auntie, have you forgotten that?"
No—Celestine could never forget. How could she, when she’d thought she’d failed to protect Daniella’s only son? What confused her wasn’t the event itself, but what Justin had just said.
"Melissa Young didn’t save him," she said firmly, making Justin frown.

Meanwhile, at the Zorken Mansion...

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