Celeste also had the same thought. What was more, she believed that this was Trevor's way of making it up to Wynn after he stopped Wynn's uncle from moving into the villa across from Ivan.
After all, Trevor loved Wynn. There was no way he would make her feel sorry for herself just because it inconvenienced Celeste.
Matthias said, "If Wynn had been concealing her capabilities all this while, then..."
He trailed off in silence and didn't finish his sentence. He and Celeste were Zachary's mentees, that much was true.
Zachary might have treated them coldly, but he was actually quite close to them, that was true as well.
After all, Zachary was tenderhearted despite his icy and distant character. His strict expectations of them didn't change the fact that he cared about them.
With that said, Zachary was a man of strong principles as well. If Wynn really showed enough talent and capability, he would never refuse to take her in as his apprentice just because of the bad blood she had with Celeste.
That was why Matthias had this concern.
On the other hand, Celeste calmed down quickly. She said, "Let's just do what we have to do for now."
The only thing she could do was make sure her tasks were performed impeccably.
Celeste didn't return home until quite late that night. Martha was already asleep, but Trevor was nowhere to be seen. There was a good chance he would not come home at all.
By the time Celeste finished bathing, however, she saw Trevor. She was surprised that he actually came home. She stopped in her tracks when she saw him and nodded at him.
Celeste didn't ask Trevor why he had made a dinner appointment with Zachary, nor did he say anything to her. He merely glanced at her for a moment before he went to the bathroom to wash up.
Celeste slept in the next morning. When she went downstairs, she heard Martha's sarcastic voice. "It was already past eleven at night when I went to sleep, Trevor, but I still didn't see you. I thought you didn't come home yet again!"
Trevor sat across the table from Martha. He was calmly taking a sip of his tea, not offering a response.
She tapped the table and pretended to be angry. "Open your mouth and start talking!"
Trevor put down his teacup. He noticed Celeste coming down and turned his head sideways to glance at her. Then, he calmly turned and faced Martha again. "Aren't you the one who told me you want me to take you out in the morning?"
"I thought you turned a deaf ear to my words again!" Martha scoffed.
"I wouldn't dare." Although Trevor said that, he still wore a nonchalant expression. It didn't seem like he was intimidated at all.
Martha felt like she was about to have a heart attack. So, she ignored him and waved Celeste over, gesturing for her to sit.
Celeste took a seat and asked, "Are you two going out later, Grandma?"
"Wrong. We are going out together!" Martha chuckled and continued, "Where do you want to go, Celeste? I will follow your lead."
Sometimes, Celeste couldn't help but think she was a boring person. She honestly couldn't think of a place that would make everyone happy. So, she said, "I am fine with anything. You call the shots, Grandma."
As a matter of fact, Martha already had an idea of where she wanted to go.
When she heard Celeste's response, she asked, "What about a hot spring? We talked about it before, but someone pissed me off so much that the trip ended before it even started. This time, I am going to ensure he makes it up to me."
Naturally, Martha was talking about Trevor.
He continued to drink his tea calmly when he heard what she said. He didn't feel embarrassed or uneasy, not even a little. It was as if that incident meant nothing to him and didn't bother him at all.
At the thought of it, Celeste turned her gaze away from Trevor. She had been to a hot spring before and wasn't particularly interested in going now.
However, Martha had brought it up, so Celeste had no choice but to go along with her request. "Okay."
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