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.

Tate, I’ll get it

pool, unfazed by the icy autumn water. Lucy walked over, her expression incredulous as she watched the scene unfold Samson surfaced from

though she were some kind of

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

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

just a small warning. Let me reintroduce myself–I’m not the same Celine you knew back then. Next time, you’d better think

shock, unable to respond. Celine’s clear eyes had tumedley and impenetrable, like a

a reply,

lawn, a Rolls–Royce Phantom sped up the driveway. Adam had come over

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

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

from behind her “carly didn’t come home last night. Mr Alvarez brought

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

residence, it was a place she had never set foot in. A place she wasn’t worthy to enter. She could feel her heart