A Vow of Deception, A Vow of Revenge novel Chapter 90

Just thinking about how Celia always put on that warm, friendly front while God knows what she was scheming underneath made Winona irritable. She didn't bother with pleasantries—just asked the bodyguard to escort Celia out, no matter how awkward it looked.

"Oh, that's right! Now I remember—you told me about this before," Winona said, suddenly recalling the conversation.

But when Grandma had mentioned it, she'd never given the girl's name.

Of course Winona hadn't connected the dots to Celia back then.

Thinking it over now, it seemed Celia probably hadn't realized right away that Grandma was the matriarch of the Thorne family—maybe that's why she'd tried so hard to cozy up. In the end, she'd been sent packing, but that didn't stop her from bragging to Tyson, insisting she was one of Selma's favorites.

"How ridiculous."

"Nona, why are you suddenly talking about Celia?" Jane Warner asked. "Wait—her last name's Goodwin…"

That boy who tricked their Nona into visiting Seastone City had the same last name, didn't he?

"It's nothing, Grandma." Winona smiled. "Just making conversation. Anyway, it's late. You should get some rest—remember what the doctor said about early nights and early mornings?"

"Hmph, I'm still as fit as a fiddle…" the old lady grumbled, shuffling off to her bedroom.

Winona watched her grandmother's retreating figure, amusement twinkling in her eyes.

Back in her own room, Winona noticed a new friend request on WhatsApp.

Username: Jonah.

She tapped accept almost automatically.

She meant to type something, but her fingers hovered uncertainly over the keyboard, suddenly unsure what to say.

Jonah didn't message either.

Feeling overwhelmed, Winona tossed her phone aside and flopped face-first onto her soft bed.

These things couldn't be rushed. One step at a time…

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