He finally left.
Celeste laid on the bed and stared at the ceiling dazedly.
Gary packed his stuff and gave Janice a call, "Pack up, we're going back to London."
"Now?" Janice was dumbfounded.
"Yes," Gary replied.
"Can we not?" Janice begged. "My stomach hurts, and I'll feel sick during the ride. Can we leave tomorrow?"
"I've already told Celeste about it. We're leaving now." Gary urged.
"If you are afraid to explain it to your sister, I can do it for you," Janice said.
Gary questioned her, "How are you going to explain?"
"I will just tell Celeste that we're leaving tomorrow," Janice replied. She still didn't want to leave and said, "Just let me deal with it. I really got the fright of my life; I still can't get over it, and my stomach hurts really badly."
Gary frowned a little, "You really don't want to go?" "I don't," Janice replied.
"Then we'll leave tomorrow," Gary ended the call.
He hoped things would turn for the betting if he stayed for another night. Perhaps, Celeste would say something.
Janice gave Celeste a call.
When the phone rang, Celeste saw that it was from Janice. She frowned a little but still answered it.
"Miss Simpson," Celeste spoke weakly.
"Celeste, your brother suddenly went crazy and asked me to leave now. I've negotiated with him; I won't be leaving today." Janice said.
"Oh," Celeste paused for a while. She pursed her lips then said, "It's alright. Are you feeling better now?"
"I'm better now," Janice replied, "Sorry for making you worry. Your brother and I will be going back to London tomorrow. Are you coming?"
"I might have to stay for a while longer," Celeste replied. She continued, "Just go back if you wish to. Don't worry about me."
"We'll take a tour before heading back to London. I still want to have a look around London for a few days as well. The butler from your house had entertained me for a whole day. If Gary still doesn't want to accompany me in London, I'll find your butler then," Janice said.
"No, he won't," Celeste said, "He cares a lot about you. He'll keep you company."
"I know, right?" Janice sounded a little coy, "You also think your brother really cares about me, don't you?"
"Yes," Celeste replied with an indescribable bitterness.
"I think so too." Janice smiled; like a shy little girl. "Your brother's always disingenuous."
"Yeah," Celeste said with a perfunctory nod. Tears were welling up in her eyes, and her heart was filled with bitterness.
"I should hang up now. You should get some rest early," Janice said.
"It's okay," Celeste replied as calmly as possible. "You can look for me for anything."
"Alright, thank you, and good night," Janice said.
"Good night," Celeste ended the call.
After hanging up the phone, Celeste lost her appetite completely. She was a little hungry earlier, but now she doesn't feel like eating at all.
Celeste didn't need to eat her dinner anymore that day.
She was bored, so she opened the laptop and began translating some information.
She was still translating at midnight.
It took Celeste the entire night to finish translating the information Flynt sent to her. After confirming there were no mistakes, she sent out the translated information.
A few minutes later, Celeste received a call from Flynt after she went for a toilet break.
"Celeste, did you not sleep last night?" Flynt asked.
"Flynt, I can't believe you're calling me at this hour." Celeste was surprised. She looked at the time and noticed the sun hadn't risen yet. "Have you not slept too?"
"I can hear from your tone that you didn't rest last night." Flynt said, "I didn't sleep either; I've been busy sorting out the information."
"Don't be so harsh on yourself." Celeste sighed.
"Celeste, I didn't give you the information for you to translate them so tirelessly. It's not a problem if you work on it tomorrow." Flynt said apologetically, "I'll be upset and regret asking for your help, seeing you work so hard."
Celeste said, "I came to Edinburgh because of my classmates and also to take a break. I have nothing to do anyway; might as well spare my time translating the information." She comforted Flynt, "You don't have to feel guilty. I'm more than willing to complete the work; it helps me to forget about all the problems."
"You’ve come to take a break? Is something troubling you?" Flynt raised his voice all of a sudden. He asked worriedly, "Can you tell me about it?"
Celeste was taken aback. She smiled as she answered, "It's something personal. Flynt, I don’t really want to talk about it. Can we change the subject?"
Flynt didn't know what to say for a while before he finally nodded and said, "Okay, I totally get it if you are not comfortable sharing it with me."
"I just don't know where to start," Celeste said.
"Then don't say anything. Go wash up and have a good sleep. Call me when you wake up. Let's have a meal together." Flynt said with a smile.
Celeste's stomach started growling when she heard the word meal.
She chuckled and replied, "Okay, let's have a meal together."
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