The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 588

Bob wasn't surprised at all. With Declan's quick reaction time, it was obvious he would figure out the problem with the drink.

Bob chuckled. "Declan, don't be so tense. This drink is just to help you and Stelly set the mood. It won't have any side effects on your body."

"Set the mood? Mr. Xanders, what do you mean by that?" Declan asked.

Bob reached out and patted Declan's shoulder. "Declan, you silly boy, tonight I'm entrusting my precious daughter to you."

Declan looked over at Stella, only to see her cheeks flushed, eyes filled with longing.

He pressed his lips into a thin line and removed Bob's hand from his shoulder. "Mr. Xanders, I'm heading back."

With that, he turned to leave.

Stella froze, then immediately called out, "Declan!"

Bob stepped forward. "Declan, you've already been drugged. Why are you still trying to leave? I'll have my men escort you and my precious daughter to a hotel room."

However, Declan refused. "That won't be necessary."

Stella's face paled at this rejection.

She had everything. She was a stunning beauty with a killer body. The men lining up to chase her could stretch all the way to Frankford.

Yet, for some reason, she had given her heart to Declan, this broke nobody.

She had already thrown herself at him so openly. What reason could he possibly have to reject her? Wasn't this supposed to be to his advantage?

Bob studied Declan. "Declan, what's the meaning of this? Aren't you already dating my daughter? She's your girlfriend, and your wedding is already being arranged. Tonight is just about sealing the deal. Why are you making such a big fuss?"

His sharp eyes swept over Declan, full of suspicion. "Unless… you are not being sincere with my daughter? Are you playing me?"

"Dad, he isn't! He treats me very well!" Stella quickly defended him.

Declan glanced at Stella before reaching out and taking her hand. "Bob, that's not what I meant."

Lionel nodded and bowed. "Got it, Mr. Xander. I'll make sure to send them safely."

Bob shut the car door, and the luxury vehicle sped off.

Soon, Declan and Stella arrived at the presidential suite of a six-star hotel. Several men in black suits were already stationed outside, all were arranged by Bob.

One of them respectfully opened the suite's door. "Declan, Ms. Xanders, please go in and rest. We will be stationed outside all night to ensure no one disturbs you."

Stella's cheeks burned. She followed Declan into the suite and shut the door behind them.

Now, it was just the two of them.

Stella reached out and wrapped her arms around Declan from behind. His body was scorching hot, every inch of his masculinity burning like wildfire. It was pure, raw testosterone.

Her hands began to roam over his sculpted chest…