The Scent of 89

Chapter 89

What was more, it wasn’t just any kind of drug

But Trevor understood its effects and had seen through it. It seemed he hadn’t drunk the soup at all last night. Celeste hadn’t expected Martha to go this far.

She frowned, but Martha let out a dissatisfied sigh before she could speak. “Sometimes, it’s not a good thing for a grandson to be too smart. Sigh, I was hoping for another grandchild. Cel, if you have time, put in more effort with Trevor, alright?”

Celeste was speechless. She didn’t know what to say.

Even though Trevor had agreed to help her yesterday, she knew there was no future for them.

It would have been a disaster if something had happened between them last night. As for having another child, that was impossible.

Just as these thoughts crossed her mind, Jordyn came downstairs.

When she saw her, Celeste’s expression cooled slightly as she was reminded of Jordyn’s admiration and affection for Wynn.

During breakfast, Trevor once again naturally took the seat beside Celeste.

Still, neither of them initiated any conversation.

Yesterday, Celeste had taken Jordyn to school. Today, Jordyn asked Trevor to take her.

Trevor responded, “Alright.”

Martha glanced at Celeste and suggested, “Trevor, why don’t you take Cel along too? You both work at the same-

Celeste interrupted her, “No need, Grandma. He has a lot of business engagements and isn’t always at the company. It’s inconvenient for me since I don’t have a car.

Martha, however, wasn’t having it. “So what if he has engagements? If you get off work and don’t have a ride home, just call the driver ahead of time to pick you up.”

Before Celeste could argue, Martha made the final decision. “It’s settled.”

Celeste was speechless at this. She turned to Trevor, but he didn’tsay a word, which meant he had agreed.

After breakfast, Celeste had no choice but to ride with Trevor and Jordyn.

Jordyn was already familiar with getting into the car, and because both her parents were taking her today, she was in an especially good mood.

Conversely, Celeste couldn’t even remember the last time she had ridden in Trevor’s car.

Jordyn got in first, and just as Celeste was about to follow, Trevor suddenly spoke. “Sit on the other side.”

Celeste paused mid–step, feeling momentarily awkward, but she walked around the car and got in from the other side as the driver opened the door for her.

Now, Jordyn sat between her and Trevor.

Trevor seemed busy, responding to messages on his phone

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Celeste kept her gaze forward, but Jordyn leaned into Trevor’s arms, peeking over his phone screen. “Oh, it’s Wynn.”

Still looking at his phone, Trevor gave a neutral–sounding bum in response.

Perhaps remembering that Celeste was present, Jordyn stale a couple of quick glances at her, then turned back to Trevor’s screen, refraining from mentioning anything about their conversation.

After a while, Jordyn got bored and climbed out of Trevor’s lap, opening the car’s storage compartment. Celeste hadn’t intended to look, but her peripheral vision happened to catch the contents inside.

There was a tube of lipstick, a small women’s handbag, and a tiny backpack that Jordyn had used before She didn’t even need to think twice. The lipstick and handbag belonged to Wynn.

At that moment, she finally understood why Trevor hadn’t let her sit on that seat when she got into the car. It was because that seat belonged to Wynn, and he wouldn’let Celeste take her place.

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