Celeste looked down at the script.
She couldn't help but suspect the Lord of Fate's intentions, but then again, it seemed unlikely.
She knew better than anyone how much that guy, the Lord of Fate, adored Willow Finch. Why would he risk being abandoned by Willow just to help Ethan Quinn?
Celeste's eyes narrowed slightly as she gazed at Ethan Quinn, who was a picturesque sight just by standing there.
But she couldn't get a handle on Ethan Quinn.
If she could get a handle on him, then the time for him to reclaim his divine status would be greatly advanced.
'Being a heartbreaker should be easy, right?'
But Ethan Quinn had absolutely no interest in her. She'd lost count of how many times she'd tried to get close to him, yet he wouldn't even give her a proper glance.
Celeste was extremely frustrated.
'Am I not pretty right now? That can't be right. I did my makeup according to the most popular style. Ethan Quinn should be head over heels for me.'
