The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 1 8

Lucy’s face turned pale. “Hone!”

She quickly grabbed Samson’s arm in desperation. “Mr. Stone, what’s going on? Didn’t we agree that if I delivered Celine to your bed, you’d help me arrange a meeting with Dr.

This ”

Her voice abruptly stopped as her eyes caught sight of a slender, elegant figure standing near the doorway. Celine had arrived.

No one new when she had come, but now she stood there silently as her clear, luminous eyes calmly watched Lacy’s penic and disarray.

Lucy froze, her body stiffening. Meanwhile, Samson quickly scurried to Celine’s side, bowing and scraping with a fawning smile. “Ms. Tate!”

Celine pulled out a pen from her pocket, then casually tossed it into the nearby pool. “Mr. Stone, I’ve dropped my pen.

“Ms. Tate, I’ll get it for you right away”

Samson dashed outside without hesitation and dove into the pool, unfazed by the icy autumn water. Lucy walked over, her expression incredulous as she watched the scene unfold Samson surfaced from the pool, soaking wet but triumphantly holding up the pen like a prized treasure. He grinned at Celine. “Ms. Tate, I found your pen!”

Lucy stared at Celine as though she were some kind of monster. Celine smirked, “What’s wrong? Don’t recognize me?

Lucy struggled to comprehend what she was seeing. She couldn’t figure out what Celine had done to Samson to make him obey her like a dog.

Celine’s voice tumed sharp, I’ve never understood why you treated me this way. What more do you want? You took over my father’s house, stole his company, and abandoned the daughter he loved most. Not to mention, you ruined the Château Lafite wine he left for me. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

As she spoke, she stepped closer to Lucy. Today is just a small warning. Let me reintroduce myself–I’m not the same Celine you knew back then. Next time, you’d better think twice before crossing me.”

Lucy stared at her in shock, unable to respond. Celine’s clear eyes had tumedley and impenetrable, like a dark, dangerous abyss that sent shivers down her spine,

Without waiting for a reply, Celine turned and walked away.

Outside on the lawn, a Rolls–Royce Phantom sped up the driveway. Adam had come over to take Carly home.

He was wearing a black suit, his presence as dignified as ever. Beside him Carly was in a striking red gown, looking radiant and delicate. Together, they seemed like a picture- perfect couple.

Celine stopped in her tracks, watching them approach. She thought she hid healed, but the memory of last night, when Adam abandoned her and suggested finding another man for her, resurfaced. The wound she thought had closed frit like it was rippin open again

Lucy’s voice called out from behind her “carly didn’t come home last night. Mr Alvarez brought her in Westwood Villa, and she stayed there all night”

Celine understood the implication Immediately. Adam and Carly had spent the night together

Westwood Villa was Adam’s private residence, it was a place she had never set foot in. A place she wasn’t worthy to enter. She could feel her heart aching from this.

Lucy smiled smugly “What a pity, Celine Mr. Alvarez doesn’t love you. Even if you on things with Mr. Stone, it won’t matter. Mr. Alvarez will do whatever it takes to get Dr. C for Carly!”

Her confidence was unwavering

Celine glanced at her, as if she was asking, “Oh, really? She suddenly looked forward to in

At that moment, Adam and Carly walked over. Carly looked surprised as she asked, “Celine, what are you doing here?”

Celine litted her gaze, and her eyes met Adam’s,

Adam hadn’t expected to see her, either. After the events of the previous night, this was their first encounter. He immediately stopped walking Carly clung to Adam’s arm, her tone light and smug as she said, “Celine, Adam chose me over you last night. You’re not upset, are you?”

Lucy stood beside Carly, both of them waiting to watch her crumble, but Celine straightened her slender frame and curved her lips into a smile. “Don’t flatter yourself. A man with terrible kissing skills isn’t worth getting upset over.”