The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 228

Adam didn't answer. He simply picked up a bottle of liquor and downed it in one go.

Nikki was seething. That temptress seemed to come out of nowhere. The moment she appeared, everyone had forgotten about her, leaving her feeling like she was invisible.

Lately, she had become accustomed to being the center of attention, but now, this temptress seemed to have knocked her back to reality. She hated this feeling.

She hated the feeling.

Nikki sat back down next to Adam. "Mr. Alvarez, I—"

Before she could finish, Adam placed the empty bottle on the table. He stood up and walked away, leaving her alone in the bar.

"Why did Mr. Alvarez leave?" one of the wealthy heirs asked. "Hey, Ben, I want to follow that temptress on Instagram."

"Forget it. That temptress has caught Mr. Alvarez's eye," Benjamin replied, shaking his head.

"How do you know?" another asked.

"Didn't you see his pants? The outline was so obvious. That temptress got a physical reaction out of him. Adam is wealthy and well–endowed. If that temptress didn’t like him, would she be reacting to you?” Benjamin retorted.

Jealousy flared in Nikki’s eyes the moment she heard Adam had a reaction to that temptress. To her, Adam was aloof and untouchable. He had always been distant with ber.

She couldn’t understand how that temptress had managed to stir something in him. She had just dealt with Celine, yet now another temptress had appeared. She couldn’t help but wonder who this new temptress was

Adam stepped outside to cool off. He pulled out his phone and sent Celine a message on WhatsApp.

“Change your clothes and come out.”

Celine’s reply came quickly, “Okay, Mr. Alvarez, I’ll be right there.”

The two heirs were too drunk to recognize him. They waved dismissively. “Who are you? Get out of the way. Don’t ruin our fun.”

Adam’s icy gaze swept over them. He parted his lips and spat out one chilling word. “Leave!”

The two heirs were stunned “Do you know who we are? How dare you mess with us?”

One of them waved a hand. “Take him down.”

The black–suited bodyguards rushed forward.

Adam’s mood was already foul. Celine had caused him enough trouble, and now, with a crowd rushing at him, he smirked at the absurdity of it all. He licked his dry lips, letting out a cold laugh.

He grabbed a bottle of liquor, and as the first bodyguard lunged at him, he swung it swiftly.