The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193

Adam whispered for Celine to beg him, making her heart race. He studied her intently. It had been a few days since they last met, and she seemed more distant.

When their gazes locked, her expression was stem, as if she was facing an unfamiliar person. In response, he chose to deliberately provoke her, and her fiery glare eventually reignited a flicker of vibrancy.

Adam said, “Beg me, and I’ll take you away.”

He understood her struggle but still wanted her to plead for help. Celine refused to do so. She didn’t need his help and didn’t want to be indebted to him.

“Mr. Alvarez, please let me go!” Celine exclaimed, pushing herself off his lap in a desperate attempt to break free. She immediately opened the door and left, not wanting to stay any longer.

Donald quickly stood up and asked, “Mr. Alvarez, shall we take our leave first?”

He hesitated to depart without Adam’s approval, but Adam remained silent. Interpreting the silence as consent, Donald made a swift exit.

Adam’s expression suddenly became cold and dark, catching everyone’s attention. They exchanged worried glances, curious about what was wrong with him.

Celine and Nikki were captured by bodyguards and shoved into Donald’s luxury car. Feeling terrified, Nikki huddled in the corner.

Donald turned to Celine. “What did Mr. Alvarez just say to you?”

However, Celine remained silent.

Donald pinched her cheek. “You’re quite a character, aren’t you? Sitting on Mr. Alvarez’s lap? It’s definitely something I’ve never witnessed before.”

Celine scowled, attempting to free herself from his grasp. “Keep your filthy hands off me!”

Celine had planned to deal with Donald after arriving at the hotel, but now she felt it was necessary to act sooner. Thus, she reached for the silver needle at her waist.

At that moment, the driver ahead abruptly exclaimed, “Mr. Holt, there’s a car tailing us.”

Donald sat up and glanced through the rear window. He noticed a Rolls–Royce Phantom tailing them in the rearview mirror. His expression changed when he realized it was Adam’s car. He couldn’t believe that he was following them.

“Mr. Alvarez?” Donald was surprised.

In an instant, the Rolls–Royce Phantom barreled forward, slamming into him with a deafening crash. The impact was both ruthless and harsh.

The world–renowned Rolls–Royce, embodying sheer power, left its mark by crumpling the rear of Donald’s vehicle. The screech of tires echoed as Donald’s car was forced to stop.

Just then, the driver’s door of the Rolls–Royce Phantom opened, and Adam stepped out, tall and handsome. He walked over to Donald’s car and opened the back door.