The Divorce Prescription

Lucys face turned pale.

Hone! She quickly grabbed Samsons arm in desperation.

Stone, whats going on? Didnt we agree that if I delivered Celine to your bed, youd 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 Lacys penic and disarray.

Lucy froze, her body stiffening.

Meanwhile, Samson quickly scurried to Celines side, bowing and scraping with a fawning smile.

Tate! Celine pulled out a pen from her pocket, then casually tossed it into the nearby pool.

Stone, Ive dropped my pen.

Tate, Ill get it for you right away Samson dashed outside without hesitation and dove into the pool, unfazed by the icy autumn water.

Lucy walked over, her expression incredulous as she watched the scene unfold Samson surfaced from the pool, soaking wet but triumphantly holding up the pen like a prized treasure.

He grinned at Celine.

Tate, I found your pen! Lucy stared at Celine as though she were some kind of monster.

Whats wrong? Dont recognize me? Lucy struggled to comprehend

figure out what Celine had done to Samson

understood why you treated me

You took over my fathers house, stole his company,

ruined the Château Lafite wine

she stepped closer to

just

reintroduce myselfIm not the same Celine

time, youd better think twice before

at her in

sent shivers down her spine, Without waiting for a reply,

a RollsRoyce Phantom sped up

had come over to take

black suit,

was in a striking red gown,

like

stopped in her tracks, watching them

the memory of last night, when Adam abandoned her and suggested finding

frit like it was rippin open again Lucys voice called out from behind her carly

her in Westwood Villa, and she

was Adams private residence, it was a