The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 543

Celine clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, breaking off in the process.

Her clear, sharp eyes turned red with a mix of shock, anger, heartbreak, and searing pain. Emotions intertwined within her heart, leaving her with an unbearable ache.

She had already suspected that Aaron had been murdered by these people, but hearing the truth still shook her to the core. It was the Tates. They had conspired to kill him, but what made it even more devastating was that these weren't just strangers-they were Aaron's own family.

Although Aaron had been adopted, he had always treated Sonia as his real mother.

When Sonia arrived, Aaron had stopped struggling. But it was Sonia who had personally poured the poison into Aaron's mouth.

The thought of Aaron's final moments-how much pain and hopelessness he must have felt-was almost unbearable. In his final moments, he had called Celine's name.

Tears welled up in Celine's bloodshot eyes.

She didn't know what Aaron had been thinking in his final moments. She had not seen him at his last moments. Trembling, her long lashes fluttered, and tears fell freely down her face.

Lucy watched Celine's pain with a twisted sense of satisfaction. This was the child of that woman, the burden that Hayden had sworn to protect. Seeing her in agony, Lucy felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment and fulfillment.

smirked, "Celine, I'm not afraid to tell you all of this. Even if I do, there's

back, but Hailey quickly caught

concern,

shook her head. "I'm

shot Lucy a furious glare. "You monster! None of you are human! Karma will

you? Celine, you were abandoned in the countryside as a child. Carly stole your identity

one suffering from karma! The idea of justice? It's nothing but a

She had never met anyone as vile as

slowly closed her eyes, concealing the pain beneath her lashes. When she opened them again, all

smile, she declared, "Karma isn't a lie. It's just a matter of time. And

sneer. "Enough of this nonsense, Celine.

touch us? With my father

as she finished speaking, a deep, authoritative voice cut through

going

turned around, and there

in a tailored black coat, he exuded an air of absolute power and control. His butler