The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 312

Chapter 312

Carly was convinced Celine was just putting on a show. “Grandma, Mom, let’s go inside and see what Celine is up to.”

Sonia scoffed coldly. “Good thing I had the foresight to cut ties with Celine early on. Whatever trouble she stirs up in there won’t have anything to do with us.”

Adam stepped into the main venue, his sharp eyes scanning the expansive space. He didn’t see Celine anywhere,

Despite following her in quickly, she had somehow slipped out of sight. Where had she gone?

He turned to a staff member nearby. “Who is allowed to use the VIP entrance?”

The staff member straightened, answering respectfully, “Mr. Alvarez, the VIP entrance at the Pinnacle of Academic Symposium is reserved for the top scholars from each distrier.”

Top scholars? Then why had Celine been allowed to use the VIP entrance?

“Mr. Alvarez, your seat is right this way. Please follow me.”

Adam was led toward the center of the venue, where the front row was situated. It was the most prestigious section, reserved for the most significant

attendees.

When he reached his seat, be noticed the chair next to him was empty.

Adam’s gaze lingered on the unoccupied seat for a moment before he asked, “Is this seat reserved for my junior?”

“Yes, Mr. Alvarez,” the staff member replied promptly.

“She hasn’t arrived yet?”

“I’m not sure, Mr. Alvarez,” the staff member admitted

Adam waved his hand, dismissing him. Sinking into his seat, he glanced down at the sleek steel watch on his wrist.

The Pinnacle of Academic Symposium was about to begin, yet his “Junior“, the one rumored to be untouchable and aloof was still nowhere to be seen.

At this moment, Sonia, Carly, Tracy, Melody, and the others were seated in the right section of the venue. Their necks craned as they stared at the empty seat next to Adam, their curiosity palpable.

Creplied, “It’s my name.”

Her name?

And then, as if out of nowhere, a name surfaced in his thoughts–Celine.

Could “C” stand for.. Celine?

For a moment, Adam froze, his thoughts grinding to a halt. Was it possible that the elusive Miss Genius C was none other than Celine?

He dismissed it almost immediately.

Celine had dropped out of school at 16. How could she possibly be the genius everyone revered as Miss Genius C?

Just then, the host stepped onto the brightly lit stage, drawing the audience’s attention.

“Ladies and gentlemen, distinguished guests, Welcome to the Pinnacle of Academic Symposium. I now officially declare the symposium open.”