Chapter Twenty-Five XIV

Vincent glanced at his cellphone that is lying on his office desk. It's been hours since Celestine texted him and he hasn't received a message from her since then.

He laid back on his swivel chair and tapped his fingers to his knees. After the meeting, he decided to just drive on his way to the company to pass the time. And now, he's here, trying to sign some papers while waiting for Celestine to text him.

He already made peace with the fact that he let Celestine go out without any of his men following her even though there's an undeniable nervousness in him with his decision.

A knock on the door made Vincent sit properly in his car. The door swings open.

"Sir, Mr. Lander Buenavista is here," his secretary said.

"Let him in," Vincent said while fixing the papers on his desk and putting everything to the side.

Lander isn't bugging him for days and he thought that Lander might get tired of trying to push himself on Celestine. But because his f