The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 242

Chapter 242

Lucy snotted coldly, “It’s up to you to put on a good show. You can go now

Nikki ran off in a panic.

“Mom, why did you let that imposter go?”

Loxy smiled styly, “Carly, Mr. Alvarez still doesn’t know that the woman from that night was Celine. We can use Nikki to deal with Celine before he finds mit the truth. All we need to do is stay put and wait to reap the rewards.”

Carly steadied herself, reminding herself that Adam still didn’t know. Everything was still within reach.

“Mom, you’re so clever

Lucy hogged Carly affectionately: “Carly, I’m willing to do anything for your happiness. If Celine stands in your way, I will find a way to make her disappear.”

To Carly, Lucy had always been like a stepmother. Yet, she treated her with such care that it felt as though she were her true mother.

“Mom, why are you so good to me?”

Lucy stroked her head gently, her voice filled with tenderness. “Because you are my daughter,”

Carly felt an overwhelming rush of vengeful satisfaction.

Celine’s mother had never loved her. The person she truly cherished was Carly. She treated her as though she were her real daughter. Carly flashed a sweet smile and clung to Lucy’s a “Mom

Adam returned to Lux Garden, and the maid quickly greeted him. “Welcome back, Mr. Alvarez”

There was a sharp intake of breath from Nathan. His tone was slightly annoyed. “Adam, I have never even beld Celine’s hand. How could I possibly have had a relationship with her?”

He added, “Adam, Celine is a good girl. I respect her very much. I hope you will treat her well.”

No, it had never been Nathan. He had assumed wrong from the start

So that day, when she had an allergic reaction to the birth control pills and fainted in the infirmary, the hickeys that covered her skin weren’t from Nathan but caused by him. He had been wrong all along

They had been from him. It had always been him. It wasn’t a dream. It had really happened. That night, he had taken her first time.

Adam placed his hands on his hips as his muscular chest heaved.

“Look at what you’ve done.”