Melissa's entire body trembled, her hands gripping the vanity table in the room where she was supposed to change her dress. Her face, despite being flawlessly glammed up, had gone pale.
"What's going on?" Her voice quivered as she recalled the image of Celestine smiling while casually chatting with Hudson. Her eyes shook, mind running wild with scenarios trying to explain what she'd just seen.
Did Hudson approach Celestine? Or was it the other way around?
"Impossible," she whispered, shaking her head. "She couldn't have known."
Panicking, she snatched her phone with trembling hands. She scrolled through their chat history, finding countless messages from him—most of which she had ignored. The few times she replied, it was only to tell him she was busy or that she couldn't give him more money.
Was this his way of threatening her?
But how did he find out about Celestine?
