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.

get it for you

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

some kind

She couldn’t figure out what Celine had done to Samson to make

You took over my father’s house, stole

reintroduce myself–I’m not the same Celine you knew back

shock, unable to respond. Celine’s clear eyes had tumedley and impenetrable, like a dark, dangerous abyss that sent shivers

a reply,

sped up the driveway. Adam had come over to take Carly

ever. Beside him Carly was in a striking red gown, looking radiant and

she hid healed, but the memory of last night, when Adam abandoned her

night. Mr Alvarez brought her in Westwood Villa,

understood the implication Immediately. Adam and Carly had spent

place she had never set foot in. A place she wasn’t worthy to enter. She could