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Watching Celeste scramble like a headless chicken was exactly the beginning of the payback I’d envisaged all week.
Because of her, I missed my feature in the magazine. Because of her, I lost endorsement, and because of her… Lucien was now farther away from my reach.
God, I resented her.
I walked over to the electrician, slipping him a couple of bucks.
“The max I can hold off the power for, is thirty minutes.” He grinned, counting the cash with the glint of a greedy man.
“That’s enough time to wreck some havoc. Fine by me.” Without supply, it meant a great deal of her pastries would be ruined.
I watched the electrician walk off to explain things to her. He said something about a small fault that would take at least an hour to fix.
Seeing her run her fingers through her
