The Divorce Prescription

Anne pulled out a packet of powder and handed it to Carly. "Here, take this."

Carly held it in her hand. "What is it, Ms. Warwick?"

Anne smiled slyly. "This is a party drug. You'll make a cup of coffee for Nigel later and mix the powder into it. The only way to neutralize its effect is through intimate relations between a man and a woman. Tonight, I'm going to make Nigel mine."

Anne had carefully prepared herself for this moment. If she could sleep with Nigel tonight, she would conceive his child. With his son, she would gain control and defeat Fiona once and for all.

Carly stared at Anne, her eyes wide with surprise. "Ms. Warwick, did you buy this party drug? Does it really work?"

"I didn't buy it. I made it myself, and it's highly effective."

"Ms. Warwick, do you have any knowledge of medicine?"

"Yes, but that's enough questions for now. Just do as I say. There's no time to waste. If Nigel sacrifices himself for Fiona, we both lose everything. You don't want to end up back at square one, do you?"

Carly quickly shook her head. No, she didn't.

She had become accustomed to the life of luxury, enjoying the wealth and privileges that came with being a billionaire's daughter. She would never let herself fall from such heights.

Now, she and Anne were in this together-there was no going back. She had no choice but to follow Anne's plan.

Warwick, I'll go prepare the

"Good. Hurry."

making sure to mix it with the party drug.

"Dad, it's me."

Nigel replied after a

placing the coffee on

do you understand

know I've been wrong,

have been so stubborn or difficult. I

said those things

it left me feeling insecure. That's why I ask for things so often-when you give them to me, it makes me feeblike you really love me. I just... really need your love because

as he listened.

and Fiona's only

had already made

but

be

We Roment

recognize your mistakes, that's all that

and I have always