RankNovelChapter 1 8 Lucy's face turned pale. "Hone!" She quickly grabbed Samson's arm in desperation. "Mr. Stone, what's going on? Didn't we agree that if I delivered Celine to your bed, you'd helparrange a meeting with Dr.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis " 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 Lacy's penic and disarray.
Lucy froze, her body stiffening. Meanwhile, Samson quickly scurried to Celine's side, bowing and scraping with a fawning smile. "Ms. Tate!" Celine pulled out a pen from her pocket, then casually tossed it into the nearby pool. "Mr. Stone, I've dropped my pen.
"Ms. Tate, I'll 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. "Ms. Tate, I found your pen!" Lucy stared at Celine as though she were skind of monster. Celine smirked, "What's wrong? Don't recognize me? Lucy struggled to comprehend what she was seeing. She couldn't figure out what Celine had done to Samson to make him obey her like a dog.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCeline's voice tumed sharp, I've never understood why you treatedthis way. What more do you want? You took over my father's house, stole his company, and abandoned the daughter he loved most. Not to mention, you ruined the Château Lafite wine he left for me.
As she spoke, she stepped closer to Lucy. Today is just a small warning. Letreintroduce myself-I'm not the sCeline you knew back then. Next time, you'd better think twice before crossing me." Lucy stared at her in shock, unable to respond. Celine's clear eyes had tumedley and impenetrable, like a dark, dangerous abyss that sent shivers down her spine, Without waiting for a reply, Celine turned and walked away.
Outside on the lawn, a Rolls-Royce Phantom sped up the driveway. Adam had cover to take Carly home.
He was wearing a black suit, his presence as dignified as ever. Beside him Carly was in a striking red gown, looking radiant and delicate. Together, they seemed like a picture- perfect couple.
Celine stopped in her tracks, watching them approach. She thought she hid healed, but the memory of last night, when Adam abandoned her and suggested finding another man for her, resurfaced. The wound she thought had closed frit like it was rippin open again Lucy's voice called out from behind her "carly didn't chlast night. Mr Alvarez brought her in Westwood Villa, and she stayed there all night" Celine understood the implication Immediately. Adam and Carly had spent the night together Westwood Villa was Adam's private residence, it was a place she had never set foot in. A place she wasn't worthy to enter. She could feel her heart aching from this.
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