Nigel said calmly, "Anne, I''m not the one asking you to leave you were the one who said you wanted to go."


    Anne hesitated. "I..."


    She hadn''t really meant to leave!


    Nigel continued, "Anne, I''ve always said the Hamptons is your family. But if staying here has be a burden to you, then it''s better if you move out. I''ve already transferred a vi to your name. Everything''s settled there you can move in anytime."


    Anne''s heart was gripped by despair. "Nigel, do you really want me to go?"


    Nigel replied, "Anne, you''ve lived here for years. At first, I didn''t think much of it. But Fiona is clearly bothered by it. We''ve been apart for so long—I don''t want to argue with her over this anymore. So I gave it some thought, and having you move out is the best solution."


    Anne looked stunned. "So, in the end, you''re doing this for Fiona? Your heart''s been with her all along, hasn''t it?"


    Nigel stated inly, "Anne, Fiona is my wife. Of course, my heart belongs to her."


    Anne felt like a bucket of ice water had been dumped over her head. At first, when Nigel told her to leave, she felt like she''d been stabbed in the back.


    But now, hearing him say his heart was only for Fiona, it felt like he''d stabbed her once more.


    It felt as though the Nigel before him was apletely different person.


    Carly panicked. She and Anne were in the same boat, and she couldn''t afford to watch Anne go down. "Dad, are you really going to kick Ms. Warwick out? She—"


    Just then, Celine''s clear, crisp voice interrupted, "Ms. Hampton, I think you''ve got it wrong. It wasn''t Mr. Hampton who told Ms. Warwock to leave. It was Ms. Warwick herself who said she was going."


    Carly looked up and saw Celine striding in confidently.


    Ugh, it was Celine again!


    Nothing good ever happened when Celine showed up.


    Celine walked over and smiled at both Carly and Anne. "Ms. Warwick, you said you wanted to leave just a minute ago. So, what''s going on now? Changed your mind?"


    Anne tried to speak. "I—"


    Celine raised a brow and interrupted, "Ms. Warwick, if you don''t want to go anymore, just say it. It''s fine, we won''tugh at you."


    Anne felt like she could cough up blood from sheer frustration.


    This woman!


    Now she understood why Nigel had changed so much, to the point that she could barely recognize him anymore. It was all because of Celine!


    It was because Celine had shown up.


    Anne desperately wished Celine would just disappear. Right now, her hatred for Celine had surpassed even that of Fiona.


    She wouldn''t let Celine have thestugh!


    Carly snapped, "Celine, why do you always have to butt into our family business?"


    Celine smiled and replied, "Ms.


    Hampton, do I rub you the wrong way? I''m a guest your parents invited. If you don''t like me, that''s unfortunate, but you can''t do anything about it."


    Carly was fuming. "You!"


    Then, Celine shifted the topic once more. "Actually, Ms. Warwick, you really can''t leave just yet."


    Anne narrowed her eyes. "Celine, what are you trying to pull?


    "It''s not about what I want. It''s about what happenedst night. Mr. Hampton was mysteriously drugged with Mirage venom. Don''t you think we should sit down and figure out who slipped him that?"


    Both Carly and Anne''s expressions darkened immediately.


    Celine''s clear gaze swept across the two of them. "Last night, the only people in the house were Mr.


    Hampton, Ms. Hampton, and M


    Warwick. We can rule Mr. Hampton out he wouldn''t drug himself. So that leaves just two suspects.


    "Ms. Hampton, you''re his daughter. You wouldn''t drug your own father with something like that, right? If you did, it would truly make you Daughter of the Year.


    "And you, Ms. Warwick-putting on the poor victim act, tears and all that. Perhaps you were the one who actually did it?"