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.

go

"Good. Hurry."

with the party drug. She then walked to the

"Dad, it's me."

Nigel replied after

entered, placing the coffee on his desk. "I made this for you,

do you understand the mistakes you've made?" Of

I've been wrong,

so stubborn or

said those things about

That's why I ask for things so often-when you give them to me, it makes me feeblike you really love

he listened. No

still his and

already made up

but if

hoped this would be

We Roment

long as you recognize your mistakes, that's all that matters.

I have always loved