The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 311

Benjamin fruze for a moment. “Celine, how did you know my goddess doesn’t like red roses?”

Before Celine could respond, Sonia cut in sharply. “Benjamin, don’t listen to Celine’s nonsense. She’s just jealous that the genius girl caught your attention. She’s trying to sabotage you.”

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Benjamin’s expression darkened as he turned to Celine, narrowing his eyes in warning. “Celine, you’d better not ruin this for me. I’m officially pursuing my goddess.”

Celine was amused, her lips tilted into a subtle smirk as she regarded him. “Well, good luck with that.”

Benjamin snorted, unimpressed.

Carly, eager to distract the group from the mysterious gentus girl, mocked Celine instead.

“Adam, look, Celine is also here at the Pinnacle of Academic Symposium. But guess what? She doesn’t even have an invitation.”

Adam’s

flicked over to Celine. In a low voice, he asked, “You don’t have an invitation?”

Celine shook her head. “No.”

A faint smirk tugged at the comers of Adam’s lips. “Looks like your so–called amazing boyfriend isn’t all that amazing after all Couldn’t even get you an

Invitation.”

Celine didn’t respond.

Was he secretly obsessed with her supposed boyfriend?

Adam brought him up constantly-“your boyfriend this“, “your boyfriend that“, Honestly, he seemed to remember the guy better than she did

Alvarez, neither Celine nor I have invitations. Can you take

gaze lingered on Celine’s exquisite, delicate features before he spoke,

asking for

quickly. She shook her

to whisper, “Celine, we don’t have invitations. Don’t you want to go In? It’s fine, Mr.

”

“Hailey,

and Tracy exchanged glances

Without Mr. Alvarez, how are

so confident,

on her, openly mocking her, waiting for her

Taking Hailey’s

started wallding

mocking laugh. “Celine,

in.”

was nothing but an embarrassment to the Tates. She didn’t even low where the

back. The main entrance was to the left, but she

sharp intake of breath rippled through the onlookers as

“Why is Celine heading toward the

to use the

and Tracy stepped forward, their gazes glued to

was reserved for people of Adam’s callber—those at the very top. Even with their precious invitations,

she

Carly asked aloud, her volce shrill as she turned to

center of the crowd, his cold, plencing

the VIP doors, Halley staying close at her side. As she approached, several staff members with blue ID badges hurried forward

expression was respectful. “Ms. Tate, we’ve been expecting you.

head slightly, her cool and ethereal profile catching the light. Without hesitation, she followed the staff through the VIP entrance,

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