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 right

as she watched the scene unfold Samson surfaced from the pool, soaking wet but triumphantly holding up the

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

comprehend what she was seeing. She couldn’t figure out what Celine

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

myself–I’m not the

clear eyes had tumedley and impenetrable, like

for a reply, Celine turned and walked

Rolls–Royce Phantom sped up the driveway.

ever. Beside him Carly was in a striking red

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

last night. Mr Alvarez brought her in Westwood

understood the implication Immediately. Adam and

Villa was Adam’s private residence, it was a place she had never set foot in. A