Chapter 17

Celia POV

I blinked. "Is it too late for me to agree to go with you?"

Easton was surprised. He smiled as he replied, "Of course. Why did you suddenly change your mind though?"

"It occurred to me that I have nothing to do back home, so why don't I go with you?"

"Okay, let's go then."

I followed Easton out of the café and into his car.

Easton's car set off and soon arrived in front of a very artsy building.

Easton casually handed the car keys to the valet to park the car, and then took me with him into his gallery.

...

Inside the gallery.

I looked at the yellow diamond necklace and was in a trance.

"You don't seem to have much interest in any of those jewels, yet you're obsessed with this necklace from Crescent."

Easton's gentle voice came from behind me.

He continued, "I've had the honor of meeting Crescent."

My pupils quivered, and I looked straight at Easton.

"You've met Crescent? When?"

Easton nodded. "I had the honor of meeting her once when I was little. My father a