Chapter 120 She Could Totally Mess Up Our Plans

Celeste hurried back to the mansion, visibly shaken. She couldn't even pretend to be calm or hide her real emotions like she usually could. She was totally out of her element. As soon as she got the news, Celeste felt a fear unlike any she had faced in her previous brushes with death. "Celeste, you look really nervous?" A sharp female voice interrupted her thoughts. Celeste looked up quickly to see Vivian, dressed in bright red, standing nearby. "Why are you here?" Celeste asked, frowning. "Aren't you supposed to be at the club, taking some time to reflect on your guilt?" "Well, I was supposed to be, but Mr. Ford needed his advisor back after the incident," Vivian replied sarcastically, clearly not over their argument from the day before. Vivian had thought it over and concluded that Celeste must have had some practice with shooting, hence her decent accuracy. But that was just for the show! What could a timid, ordinary person like her really do when it mattered? She probabl