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Chapter 873: I Don't Like Being Threatened Aveline had been in good spirits, her appetite strong just moments ago, but it all vanished in an instant.

Orion, however, seemed completely unaffected. He continued placing her favorite dishes on her plate, noticing her sudden change in mood. Concerned, he asked, "Aveline, is the food not to your taste? Should I ask the chef to remake it? What would you like to eat?" Aveline shook her head. "The food is delicious." She couldn't bring herself to admit that her mood had soured because of Celestia.

Celestia, observing Aveline's expression, easily guessed the reason. She was certain that Aveline now saw her as a threat, perhaps even as an enemy. This realization gave her a surge of confidence.

She glanced at Aveline's appearance. Though Aveline was undeniably pretty, she was only about 160 centimeters tall and still in the early stages of adolescence. Her figure was modest, with just the slightest hint of curves.

Celestia, on the other hand, stood at 168 centimeters, boasting a striking figure with a 36D chest, a narrow waist, and long legs-a body that could only be described as devilishly alluring.

Compared to herself, Celestia thought Aveline was like a plain bowl of porridge- something that might seem appealing at first but would quickly grow tiresome. The only reason Orion had eyes for Aveline, she reasoned, was because of her cool, distant demeanor. Boys were always drawn to that type, but it wouldn't last.

Celestia picked up a shrimp from her plate, carefully peeled it, and offered it to Orion. "Orion, this shrimp is so tender and delicious. You should try it." There's a saying that pursuing a man is easy for a woman. Celestia believed her proactive approach would quickly win Orion's attention. She leaned closer to him, her thin summer clothes doing little to conceal her figure. She was certain Orion would notice the softness pressing against him. At seventeen or eighteen, he was in the prof youth-there's no way he wouldn't react.

"He doesn't eat shrimp," Aveline said coldly, her sharp eyes catching every one of Celestia's subtle advances. "But Orion, I peeled this for you myself," Celestia cooed, her voice softer and more saccharine as she noticed Aveline's displeasure.

Orion shot her an icy glare. "I don't eat shrimp." "I'm sorry, I didn't know." Celestia, startled by the intensity of his reaction, backed off, knowing better than to push her luck.

Aveline's mood had been completely ruined by Celestia. Unable to stand the sight of her, she put down her chopsticks. "Orion, I'm going to the restroom." "Alright," he said casually.

Having grown up together, Orion's world had always revolved around Aveline. He didn't understand much about girls and assumed her irritability was simply from the fatigue of travel. He thought nothing more of it.

In the restroom, Aveline splashed water on her face, looking at her reflection. Her gaze drifted downward to her chest-small and barely noticeable. Then she thought about Celestia's prominent figure.

Aveline had never paid attention to such things before, but thanks to Celestia's antics, she couldn't ignore it now. For the first time, she found herself self-conscious of her own body.

"You're Aveline, right? The cold beauty everyone's been talking about in the junior high section lately?" Celestia's voice broke the silence as she pushed open the door. Her tone had changed completely, now brimming with arrogance, her demeanor that of a queen bee. Gone was the sweet, delicate act she had put on for Orion. Aveline didn't respond. She calmly washed her hands, ready to leave, but Celestia stepped in her path, blocking her.

"Letwarn you-stay away from Orion. You're still just a kid. Don't you think it's shameless to chase after boys at your age? Focus on your studies instead. Do you really think someone like Orion would be interested in a body like yours?" Aveline paused briefly. "If he doesn't like me, does that mean he likes you?" Celestia puffed out her chest smugly. "Of course! I'm every man's dream-a goddess of curves and beauty. No man, whether young or old, could resist someone like me.

"It's only natural for someone inexperienced like you to fall for Orion, but let the past be the past. From now on, stay away from him. Otherwise..." As you reach the final pages, remember that novi L5sis your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away! "And if I don't?" Aveline asked, her voice calm as she looked up at Celestia, who was slightly taller than her. "Well, let's just say my cousin is the local boss around here. If you upset me, you'd better watch your back after school. A pretty face like yours... it'd be such a shif something happened to you in a dark alley." Celestia's hand reached out to stroke Aveline's smooth, porcelain-like face. Without makeup, Aveline's skin was flawless, her features delicate and natural. It was the kind of beauty that required no embellishment, and it made Celestia, with her heavy foundation, seethe with jealousy.

Before Celestia could react, Aveline grabbed her wrist and, in one swift motion, threw her over her shoulder, slamming her onto the ground.

From a young age, Julian had insisted that Aveline and Joyce learn taekwondo so they would always have the ability to defend themselves.

"Celestia," Aveline said coolly, towering over her, "I hate being threatened. Whatever's between Orion andis none of your business. If you try this again, you'll regret it." With that, Aveline strode out of the restroom. She decided not to tell her father about this-no need to cause unnecessary trouble for Celestia's otherwise harmless family. Behind her, Celestia screamed, "Aveline! You'll regret this! I'll never let you off!" Aveline ignored her threats. Though her personality was cold, it didn't mean she was a pushover. If Celestia wanted to play games, Aveline would be more than happy to oblige.

When she returned to the table, Orion noticed right away that her mood had improved. "What took you so long?" "It was hot, so I washed my face," she replied, finishing her fish soup in one gulp.

Celestia emerged shortly after, her face dark with anger. Out of the corner of her eye, Aveline saw her and smirked. Handing her bowl to Orion, she said, "I'd like more fish soup." As you reach the final pages, remember that novi L5sis your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away! Seeing Aveline's appetite return, Orion happily poured her another bowl.

"Orion, I'd like sshrimp," Aveline added, her tone casual.

Though Aveline was fiercely independent, rarely asking for help, she couldn't resist the opportunity to provoke Celestia. Orion, thrilled to be of service, eagerly peeled a shrimp for her. Celestia, watching the scene, couldn't believe her eyes. Was this what Orion liked? "Orion, could you peel one fortoo?" she asked sweetly.

"Don't you have hands?" Orion shot back, his tone cold and dismissive.

Aveline leisurely ate the shrimp, savoring its flavor. "The vor. The shrimp really is delicious, she remarked, her words a deliberate jab at Celestia. Encouraged by Celestia's frustration, Aveline continued. "Orion, I want sfish, but there are so many bones."

"I'll remove them for you," Orion said without hesitation, happy to oblige. He didn't find these tasks tedious at alt-if anything, he was delighted that Aveline was finally relying on him. By the end of the meal, Celestia was fuming, while Aveline ate heartily.

"Aveline, you must be tired. Go rest for a bit, and I'll take you to explore the mountains this afternoon," Orion suggested.

"Whatever you say, Orion. Let's go back to the room," Aveline replied softly.

Her gentle tone made Orion's heart soar. Aveline could be so sweet when she wanted to be.

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