Her gaze was fixed on the golden cloud in the sky.
Celeste Grant called out tentatively, "Heavenly Father?"
She immediately let out a dry laugh. "Sorry! Slip of the tongue... I mean, Lord of Providence."
'I really need to fix this habit of mine, always trying to claim a new father.'
This time, the word "scram" didn't appear in the sky, nor did a bolt of Heavenly Thunder strike her down. Instead, a gentle voice emerged.
The voice was ethereal and unfixed, seeming to emanate from the world itself, yet also sounding as if it were whispering right in her ear.
Most importantly, it was the gentle voice of a woman.
"It is I."
The moment the voice spoke, Celeste Grant's eyes went wide.
She let out a small sound of surprise.
"Huh? A woman? Oh, sorry, so sorry. I shouldn't have been calling you Heavenly Father. I should have called you Heavenly Mother. I had no idea this world's Heavenly Dao was female."
Celeste Grant slapped herself on the forehead.
