The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 218

The water from the glass spilled all over Celine's hands and clothes.

Hailey immediately pulled out some tissue and started dabbing at Celine's sleeve. "Nikki, what's wrong with you? I've noticed you've been acting strangely toward Celine this whole time. Are you targeting her on purpose?"

Celine had tested the water earlier; it was lukewarm, nowhere near hot. Her calm, piercing black-and-white eyes lifted and locked onto Nikki's face. "You framed Robin on purpose. It wasn't about her. You were coming after me, weren't you?"

Nikki shrugged, her lips curling into a smug smile. "Yes."

Hailey's jaw dropped in disbelief before her anger took over.

"Nikki, are you out of your mind? Celine always treated you as a friend! Have you forgotten who ran to save you when Mr. Holt tried to drag you away at Atlas Hotel?

"And now that you've made it big, you don't just cut people off—you repay kindness with revenge? Have you lost your conscience?"

But Nikki showed no trace of guilt. If anything, her sneer deepened. “Finally, you said what you’ve been thinking. You’re jealous of me. Both of you are jealous because I found a rich boyfriend. You’re jealous that I became a big star.”

Jealous?

Hailey froze, momentarily dumbfounded. Then she snapped, “If you’re so proud of him, then why don’t you tell us your boyfriend’s name?”

Before Hailey could continue, Celine gently pulled her back, stepping forward to face Nikki. Her calm, clear eyes never wavered.” This boyfriend of yours, do I know him?”

Nikki had gone out of her way to flaunt this boyfriend in front of her over and over again. If he was as important to Nikki as she claimed, there was a good chance Celine knew who he was.

But Nikki didn’t answer.

Just then, her assistant’s phone buzzed. Alice answered quickly, then leaned over to whisper something urgently into Nikki’s ear.

With a smug air, Nikki threw off the blanket, got out of bed, and twirled in front of the mirror a few times, checking her reflection. She adjusted her outfit, ensuring she looked as sweet and innocent as ever. Satisfied, she left with Alice, not sparing Celine or Hailey a backward glance.

“What kind of person is this? We completely misjudged her back then. Who is this sugar daddy of hers, spoiling her so much that she’s gotten this arrogant?” Hailey fumed.

Celine’s gaze lingered on the doorway Nikki had walked through. “If we want to know who her sugar daddy is, we can just follow her and find out.”

Celine and Hailey followed Nikki downstairs and saw her waiting. Her sugar daddy hadn’t arrived yet, so Nikki stood there, poised and obedient, looking so well–behaved.

Celine glanced up just in time to see a long, extended Rolls–Royce gliding toward them.

The luxury car shimmered with a cold, elegant brilliance–like a king making his entrance, demanding everyone’s attention. Nikki’s eyes sparkled instantly. In a heartbeat, she transformed from an arrogant superstar to a lovestruck woman, her demeanor softening.

As the car pulled up, Alice stepped forward and opened the passenger door. Nikki carefully gathered the hem of her dress, stepping inside with practiced grace.

The car’s black–tinted windows completely concealed the interior, and whoever was inside remained hidden, low–key, and mysterious.

Moments later, the Rolls–Royce glided away into the cold night, speeding off until it disappeared from Celine’s view.

Hailey frowned, her expression puzzled. “With a car and an entourage like that, Nikki must have landed an unbelievably powerful sugar daddy. But I have no idea who it could be.”

As she spoke, she reached for Celine’s hand. Celine’s hand was icy cold, utterly devoid of warmth. “Celine, what’s wrong? Why are your hands so cold? They feel like ice!”