As the sun dipped below the horizon, the sky turned a vibrant orange.

Celeste climbed into the car and set off toward the Emperor Club.

"Isn't Mr. Ford coming along?" she asked.

The driver, who was assigned by Nathaniel, was the only one accompanying her; Nathaniel himself hadn't been in touch.

"He's swamped with work but he'll catch up later," the driver replied.

Celeste nodded but something felt off.

Knowing that Chloe bore a grudge against her, it was ...