The Platonic Trap novel Chapter 160

It was a brilliant move. It avoided provoking Alistair's wrath while keeping Talbot temporarily under control.

Franklin was playing an incredibly calculated game.

Just then, her phone buzzed with new notifications.

Walking back to the bed, Celia picked it up.

This time, the messages were from Evelyn Morgan.

Evelyn: [Don't get too smug, Celia. Why do you think Talbot suddenly agreed to marry you?]

Evelyn: [It's just because we got into a fight. He's only using you to make me jealous!]

Following the texts were several photos.

They were taken from a selfie angle. In the pictures, Evelyn was holding her phone, staring deeply and intimately into Talbot's eyes. They looked exactly like a couple madly in love.

There were also a few highly suggestive shots. Talbot's hands were resting heavily on Evelyn's waist, and Evelyn, dressed in practically nothing, was draped all over him with a look of absolute intoxication.

Celia felt a wave of nausea wash over her.

Before she could even type a reply, Evelyn's messages kept pouring in.

Evelyn: [If you have any self-respect, you'll break it off with him immediately!]

Evelyn: [I am the only one he loves! He's just throwing a tantrum right now!]

Raising an eyebrow, a vicious, malicious smirk curled the corners of Celia's lips.

Celia: [That's perfectly fine. I don't mind. As long as I have a place in his heart, I can pretend none of this ever happened.]

Unsurprisingly, Celia's response sent Evelyn into an absolute rage.

An incoming call instantly lit up the screen.

Naturally, Celia ignored it.

Like a woman possessed, Evelyn immediately unleashed a relentless bombardment of texts.

Evelyn: [Celia, do you have absolutely zero shame?!]

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