To Jessie's relief as soon as she walked into the restaurant she spotted the woman she came to meet. She already sat at a table and was lightly sipping coffee.

'Did I take that long?' She wondered to herself as she made her way to Celeste.

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"Hello Celeste." She greeted as she sat at the opposite end of the table.

Celeste nodded in response, "that was some goodbye." She replied causing Jessie's cheeks to tint pink.

"I'm sorry you had to see that." Shs said softly as she sat down, placing her purse of the table she tucked her rebellious strands back behind her ear.

"Why? Because Jonathan has feelings for you and he's my son?" She asked.

Jessie couldn't help but look away.

"Don't feel bad." Celeste ordered "of course I wish Jonathan could be happy with the woman of his dreams but I wouldn't want you to be unhappy." She said.

Jessie looked up at her, still inwardly berating herself. "You seemed happy." Celeste added when she saw she was still looking guilty.

"I am." Jessie said, almost too quickly. Biting her lips again as she blurted that out again.

Celeste couldn't help but laugh, she didn't want to like this woman. After all she had the worst reputation anyone could possibly have. She broke her son's heart and turned him against his brother, destroying all her efforts to make the two brother filial with each other. And yet she still got to be happy without her son. But she couldn't help it.

She didn't like her but she also didn't hate her, she was too lovable. Maybe that's why she had such fame and adoration when she acted. There was confidence and strength in her gaze but she never once acted arrogant.

She would duck her head in humility even when she didn't need to. She would apologise even when she didn't need to but Celeste knew that that strong gaze wouldn't cower or be taken advantage off. She was too strong for that.

"I'm glad, you've been through too much you deserve to be happy." Celeste replied.

Jessie heart squeezed fondly at those words. Was she a goddess? How could she be this good? The only person she met, Celeste didn't even ask what had happened. She just believed she was innocent regardless. Even her own family had sent an email to make sure she really was innocent of all the accusations but Celeste, a stranger believed her with no inhibitions. Not aware when her eyes became watery or when a single grateful tear rolled down her cheek.

"Why are you crying?" The older woman couldn't help but ask.

Jessie snapped out of her trance and quickly wiped her eyes, "I'm sorry I didn't realise."

Celeste beautiful features changed into that of pity, causing Jessie's heart to spasm even further how could someone be so kind? How could she look so angelic? She had yet to meet someone who looked so beautiful and so kind. Jessie looks where top par, she looked beautiful and that was it. Anyone that saw her would always look twice, she was beautiful but that was just it. But Celeste looks were the type that made people feel a certain kind of way. She looked pure, and then with her elegant mannerisms and kind eyes and actions you wouldn't be able to refrain from being drawn to her.

Placing a warm palm on top of hers she gave her a small smile. "You poor thing, you've really been through a lot haven't you?"

Jessie shook her head. "Still I should apologise, I hurt Jonathan you can't be happy about that." She said.

Celeste didn't really react to her apology basically just blinking at her, "speaking about Jonathan. Your talk mustn't have gone well, he's been MIA for the past three days."

Doing the math, that was the last time she spoke to him.

"Is he not answering his calls?" Jessie asked, and Celeste shook her head.

"Hmm... I wonder if he went to work today" she said rubbing her chin. "But there is someone I can call to ask." She said pulling out her phone from her bag.

"Who is that?"

"He's secretary," she replied, dialing Krystal's number.

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"What is this I hear about you leaving home?" Krystal said as she walked into Jonathan's office.

Jonathan looked up at her from his desk, his brows furrowed in question. "What do you mean?" He asked.

"I should be asking you that. How can you run away from home? Are you a child?" She retorted.

Jonathan's gaze narrowed at her, "now is that any was to speak to your boss?" He said his voice dropping seriously low.

Arms up in surrender she gave him a cheeky smile. "Not my words, not my words I would never insult you boss." She said her words laced with sacarsm. "Jessie called."

"Jessie? How did she find out?"

"She said to tell you your mom is worried and you should grow up and stop acting like you're just going through puberty." She spat out with a smile.

Jonathan's brow quirked up in disbelief. "Now I know that Jessie didn't use those words." He said with a sly smirk.

Krystal blinked at first, her boss was really good looking especially when he looked so confident like that. 'It's too bad he's so fixated on Jessie, not that I blame him but even though he wasn't as handsome as Jason or as charismatic as Paul he was still a real spec.' She thought with a shake of her head. Although it was a good thing for her that he didn't whore around.

One less problem to worry about. "Well no she didn't use those exact words but she meant the same thing. Go home to your mother, boss." She said spitting out the last word.

"And what is it to you?" He jutted his chin out.

"Well not only did my favourite person in the world ask so very nicely to convince you, you're also being very unfair to me." She said.

"Unfair to you?"

"Yes, stop bragging that you have a mother and because you have a mother stop treating her badly. It's not fair to me." She said with a straight face but her words affected Jonathan more that he thought it would.

Krystal really was a different breed.