Chapter 13

CELESTE Again, my chance of asking about how he knew my father slipped off. I sighed and wandered around the kitchen. I looked for something to eat in the fridge. Unfortunately, I found nothing-only bottled water. Seriously? How did he manage to stay here with no food at all? He's a billionaire, right? I closed the door of the fridge and began to search the cabinets but found nothing. I know, I may have a thick face like what Fred did, but if we're gonna stay here, we should have at least food on the shelves. I sighed as I leaned on the countertop and stared at the bottled wines displayed on a rack on the right side of the kitchen-the minibar. Don't tell me; he's just drinking water and wine. I shook my head and was about to leave the kitchen when I saw Elias come out of the bathroom. "Damn," I whispered, but my gaze was glued to him. I saw how Elias formed a sly smirk on his lips. He's really something. At his mansion, he's cold, would that be, because we're surr