Chapter 882

"Just wait, Vincent," Celeste thought. "I'll get back at you for this one day!" … Celeste received another milkshake delivery at noon. She didn't know whether it was related to her fit that morning. She had to admit whoever was behind this had a few tricks up their sleeve. Roses in the morning and a milkshake at noon—who was being so caring and considerate? She sipped the milkshake. It was sweet and refreshing, and it went down smoothly. It made her feel like she could put her hectic morning behind her. Still, who was doing this? Why were they giving her flowers and milkshakes? Celeste stared absent-mindedly at her milkshake. She was only curious to know who had bought it; she hadn't stopped to think about their objective. Oscar couldn't stand it anymore. He smiled and said, "There's no such thing as a free lunch, Ms. Lennox. You know that, right?" "Huh? What do you mean?" Celeste looked lost. She didn't understand what he was getting at but knew he was hinting at something. "