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The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 976

Hailey stepped out of the restroom and made her way down the corridor toward the lounge.

"Hailey!"

A drunken heir swayed toward her, his eyes burning with desire. "That pole dance you just did was incredible. I'll pay you ten million if you perform it again."

Hailey shot him a glare. "Move aside."

Just as she turned to leave, another intoxicated businessman staggered forward, reeking of alcohol.

"Hailey, I'll offer 30 million dollars for a private encore!"

Hailey let out a scornful laugh. "Fine. Then here's 50 million dollars for both of you to get out of my sight."

She was an heiress herself—did they really think she was short on money?

Without hesitation, she turned and walked away.

"Hailey, wait!" The heir lunged forward, trying to grab her.

Hailey swiftly sidestepped, narrowly escaping his reach—but in doing so, she twisted her ankle.

Her balance wavered, and she stumbled forward.

"Ah!" she gasped, instinctively raising a hand to shield her belly.

However, the sharp pain she feared never came. Instead, she found herself enveloped in a warm, broad chest, held securely in steady arms.

When she looked up, Jonah's striking face filled her vision.

He was here.

Hailey blinked, clearly surprised. "What are you doing here?"

Jonah's arms circled her waist, pulling her in tighter. "Consider yourself lucky I'm here. Otherwise—"

He lifted his gaze, his eyes cold and commanding as he stared at the two drunken men.

"Who the hell are you? There's a strict order here. We saw Ms. Hailey first. You'll have to wait your turn!"

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