True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 1717

Cindy continued to bawl hysterically.

Celeste's eyes were fixed on her. Since Cindy was still able to speak intelligibly, it seemed that she had not completely lost it.

Celeste took a deep breath.

She felt as though she had never been as clearheaded as she was at that moment.

And she sensed that it would take more than that to provoke Cindy.

"It has all been nothing but your wishful thinking. Mr. Heinz never liked you, and neither did Sinclair. He was merely using you as a means for him to fulfill his needs," said Celeste.

"No, that's not it. Sinclair was the one that propelled me to stardom. He needs me, he likes me, and he cares about me. You're mistaken," Cindy retorted.

"He doesn't like you. He was only using you to make money. You're the one who needs him. You thought you had him wrapped around your little finger, but in reality, you were just a tool for him to make money," Celeste continued, trying to provoke

Cindy.

"Shut up," Cindy hissed, suddenly lifting her gaze to look at Celeste. The sight of Celeste seemed to send her into a trance. She stared at Celeste with a blank look in her eyes. After a moment, she murmured, "Vann, is that you?"

Her tone was very gentle, and there was a quiver in her voice as if she was uncertain and afraid of alarming the person in front of her.

Vann? Celeste thought to herself.

She instantly understood that Cindy had mistaken her for Yannie.

Cindy was most likely referring to Yannie.

Celeste had not known that she resembled her mother until much later. It was a pity that she did not have a photo of Yannie since she had never seen her mother.

Seeing that Cindy had mistaken her for Yannie, an idea came to her mind, and she decided to make the best of the opportunity.

Celeste pursed her lips and said, "Cindy, how dare you call me by my name?"

Cindy shuddered at the question and avoided Celeste's eyes. "Yann, don't be angry. I didn't do it on purpose." "I think you did it on purpose." Celeste kept her tone cold and low, further disconcerting Cindy.

Cindy shook her head. "I didn't do it on purpose. Sinclair lied to you and deceived us both. He was the one who harmed you. Don't come looking for me. It was him."

Wracked with guilt, she was terror-stricken.

Otherwise, she would not have shuddered in fear in that way.

Also, she would not have passed the buck to Sinclair.

Celeste sneered, "Sinclair is indeed a scum. I'll definitely get even with him. However, don't act like you didn't have anything to do with it. Do you think I'll believe you?"

Cindy kept shaking her head. "Vann, I didn't. Trust me. I would never hurt you. I was just jealous of you."

"Jealous of me?" Celeste was baffled, not knowing why Cindy would be jealous of Yannie. "What were you jealous about?"

"I was jealous that Sinclair was actually interested in you, and it annoyed me. As for you, I don't believe that you were unaware of what happened between Sinclair and me, yet you continued to be with him." As Cindy spoke, her expression changed, and hatred flashed in her eyes. "You knew that he came looking for me at midnight and slept with me, but you still had an affair with him. Yannie, you brought all this upon yourself."

Celeste's heart lurched.

She wondered if Yannie was an unprincipled woman.

She was confused, and she could not bring herself to believe it. It could be that Cindy had distorted the truth.

She took a deep breath. Instead of answering, she asked, "I brought this upon myself? Are you saying I knew everything? Cindy, between the two of us, who's the inhumane one?"

"Yannie, don't act so innocent. You knew it. Do you know what I hate the most about you?" Cindy snarled, glaring at Celeste. Then, she lowered her head and said resentfully, "I hate you for feigning to be weak and delicate. You used the so-called gentleness of a woman to make Sinclair fall head over heels for you. You are such a conniving b*tch. You're despicable."

Celeste frowned and stared at Cindy briefly before she replied, "At last, you've admitted that you hate me. That was why you wanted to murder me."

"Yes, I wanted you dead. With you gone, I'd be free from one of the thorns in my side," Cindy answered distractedly. Suddenly, she gritted her teeth and said, "You shouldn't have set your eyes on Sinclair. You're contemptible. If you died, I would only need to deal with Monica. I could also keep your child for myself so that Sinclair would never know that you had given birth to his child." Here, she cackled with laughter.