Compared to how they used to pester Celia for intimate details about Kian Sterling's body or play some wild dares, peeking at a few chat logs was nothing.
Besides, Silas Norwood was a proper, reserved man. Since they spent all day together, any risqué things he wanted to say were whispered right into her ear. What need was there for a messaging app?
Their chats were mostly filled with simple, daily check-ins—the content was mundane, but warm all the same.
'Still, why should she show it to a bunch of outsiders?'
Seeing that Celia was unmoved, the group of young socialites—representatives of the Capital Circle's "Moonlight" fans—refused to give up. They switched to passive-aggressive taunts, trying to bait her:
"Oh, so reluctant. It really is just a marriage of convenience with Silas Norwood, isn't it? I suppose that makes sense. A man as divine as him isn't someone you get to 'savor' just by putting a ring on it..."
