True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 1634

Celeste felt a little uncomfortable hearing that. Those questions had indeed bothered her for years.

Celeste once thought that Cindy was her biological mother and she was indeed her illegitimate daughter. After the test, it turned out that she was not Cindy's daughter. That was an indisputable fact.

Celeste hesitated, not knowing what to think.

She knew that Aunt Smith and Uncle Jones had investigated her background, but it had ended up with nothing definite. She did not even dare to ask about the results.

Therefore, Cindy's questions had triggered something in Celeste. She wanted to ask what was going on.

However, she also knew that discussing the matter face-to-face was probably just an excuse.

Cindy wanted to see her, but Celeste had no idea why.

Celeste took a deep breath and said, "I don't want to talk to you face to face. Although I'm dying to know the truth, I'll pass if you insist that I have to meet with you. I don't have any interest in meeting you." Celeste refused calmly.

Cindy's grip on her phone tightened when she heard that.

She narrowed her eyes. "You have to know that this may be your last chance. You may never know if you don't meet me."

The more Cindy insisted, the more Celeste was aware of what she was trying to do.

Celeste replied, "Then so be it. Knowing might just frustrate me even more, and I've lived my life just fine without knowing who my parents were. The last four years I spent with the Jones family were better than the previous sixteen, and I don't want to destroy my newfound happiness. So, it's not like I don't want to know, but I have no need to know."

Cindy sucked in a breath and sneered. "Ha, you've grown plenty over the years."

"Yes, this is all thanks to the Jones family. Aunt Smith is good to me and she taught me a lot," Celeste answered evenly.

Cindy closed her eyes and tried to tempt Celeste again. "You really don't want to know? Your father is no ordinary man."

However, Celeste replied without hesitation, "I don't want to."

"Why?" Cindy demanded.

"You say that he's no ordinary man, yet he gave me to you. That shows that he values money and power over everything else. I don't think I want to know someone like that." Celeste's tone was eerily calm. She had never sounded like that before in her entire life.

Her calmness drove Cindy crazy.

Cindy was amazed at how Celeste could make her so anxious while sounding so calm and collected. There was nothing else she could think of to say or do to convince Celeste.

"Think carefully. Your father is really not an ordinary person, and he doesn't know about your existence," Cindy said again.

"Do you think I'd believe you just because you said that?" Celeste shook her head in amusement and said in an even colder tone, "If he doesn't know about my existence, then he's not qualified to be my father. If he doesn't know that he knocked someone up, would he even have the guts to acknowledge me as his daughter? Why should I want to know who he is?"

Cindy remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, she sneered. "Amazing, absolutely amazing. Grace Smith has shaped you into a very cunning woman. That b*tch used the incident between Heinz and me to approach him, and she ended up marrying into a rich family. Now, she's taught you to do the same. You've learned very well."

"Keep your mouth shut," Celeste snapped, "You don't deserve to know about how lovely Aunt Smith actually is."

Cindy took another deep breath. "Celeste, you won't see me at all, right?"

"Yeah, I'm not coming. You don't need to call me again either. I have nothing to say to you," Celeste replied.

"Good, very good." Cindy was trembling with anger.

"You'd better put out your own fire. The only b*tch here is you. You're pathetic for selling yourself to get ahead," Celeste replied coldly.

With that, she hung up the phone.

However, her eyes were teary, and she did not feel the slightest bit happy.

She sat on the edge of the bed, pursed her lips, and took a deep breath. It took her a long time to calm down.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Celeste looked at the door for a moment before she went to open it.

Sylvia was standing behind the door with a sly gleam in her eye. "Celeste, let's go and play badminton."

Taken aback, Celeste glanced at Sylvia and asked, "Sylvia, did you eavesdrop on my call just now?"

Sylvia's expression was incredibly innocent. "Nope, I heard nothing. Gary warned me not to do it once before, and I wouldn't dare provoke him again."

Celeste was stunned for a moment, then she nodded. "All right, let's go play badminton."

They made their way to the badminton court in the villa area.

After the badminton session, Celeste was drenched with sweat. As they took a break, Sylvia said, "Celeste, there are many ways to make yourself happy. When you're sad, exercising can increase dopamine production, which lifts your spirits."

Celeste paused and looked at Sylvia suspiciously. "You must've overheard my call earlier."

"No, I didn't," Sylvia replied, looking away.

"I won't be mad," Celeste said with a laugh.

"Fine, I did eavesdrop," Sylvia replied sheepishly.

"You're amazing, Celeste. You're not even the slightest bit curious. If it were me, I would go and see her right away. I admire you."

Celeste was surprised to see the admiration in Sylvia's eyes. Sylvia was very clever, and she was different from the rest.

"Do you really not want to know who your parents are?" Sylvia asked.

Celeste shook her head. "I want to know, but I don't want to know as well. My feelings about this are really contradictory." Sylvia raised her head and decided to speak her mind. "Would you regret it if you never found out for the rest of your life?"

However, Celeste had made up her mind, and she shook her head. "I feel like it's better if I don't know. Meeting your family was a gift from God, and He would punish me if I were too greedy. Life is fair, and something tells me not to believe Cindy. She hasn't been a good person over the last few years."

Sylvia's eyes gleamed with respect. "Celeste, you're so cool."

Celeste shook her head. "Forget it. Let's continue playing and not talk about her anymore."

"Sure, let's."

Then, the two of them started another match.

Meanwhile, Monica returned to the company and went looking for Sinclair. She immediately started clearing out the people in the office, saying, "Get out. I have something to talk to Sinclair about, so close the door on your way out."

Sinclair glanced at her and said with a frown, "Monica, what's the matter with you? If it's about Cindy, then forget it."

"Yes, it's about Cindy," Monica replied in a low voice.

The others all walked out and closed the door.

She looked directly at him and asked curtly, "What are you going to do?"

Sinclair looked back at her and replied, "I thought I made myself clear. We can't help her with this, and I've been more than generous with her over the years."

"Generous?" Monica sneered coldly. "Careful Sinclair, your tongue might just fall off."

Sinclair's expression changed. He said coldly, "Monica, I'm nearly fifty years old. I've cared for Cindy for so many years, so what else do you want from me?"

"Shouldn't you take care of her for the rest of your life? Shouldn't you have at least gone to talk to her personally when all this happened? You coward! You let Johnny Ross sue us, and we were made to apologize to Liam. Don't you think that's too much, Sinclair?" Monica slammed her hands onto the table.

"I don't think so," Sinclair replied in a low voice. "Neither does Cindy. What she did ruined the company's image and poured all our efforts to maintain her reputation down the drain."

"Sinclair, would she be like this if you married her instead?" Monica shouted loudly.

Sinclair's expression froze. He looked at Monica and deliberately lowered his voice. "Keep your voice down. We're at work."

At that, Monica composed herself and sat down in the chair opposite him. "Sinclair, we've been friends for thirty years. I've never asked for anything, but this time, you should go and see her. She has been very sad after you abandoned her."