The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 408

The restaurant manager eagerly led the way. "Mr. Alvarez, your private room is ready. This way, please."

Adam followed him toward the private dining area, but as he passed through the crowd, his gaze instinctively landed on Celine's slender figure.

She was dining with Robin and Hailey. The three of them were deep in conversation, laughing and clinking glasses, clearly in high spirits.

Upon noticing Adam's gaze, the executives behind him followed his line of sight and spotted the trio. "Mr. Alvarez, do you know those lovely young ladies? They look like college students."

It wasn't every day they saw Adam paying attention to a woman, which naturally piqued their curiosity.

His expression remained unreadable, and he neither confirmed nor denied knowing them. "Let's head inside."

The restaurant manager chuckled as he said, "There are already beautiful women waiting in the private room. Mr. Alvarez, you and the gentlemen can enjoy your meal while watching them dance."

High-end restaurants like this catered to the wealthy, offering not just exquisite cuisine but a luxurious atmosphere with elegant dancers performing to enhance the experience.

Celine had no idea Adam was there. As she got up from her seat, she said, "Robin, Hailey, I'm going to the restroom."

Robin and Hailey immediately stood up as well. "We'll go with you."

"It's fine. The restroom is just over there."

"That won't do. You're pregnant now, and as the future godmothers, we have to protect this little one."

Celine had no choice but to let them tag along. The three of them headed toward the restroom together.

As they passed by the entrance of a luxurious private room, Robin suddenly stopped in her tracks. "Celine, look! The dad is here!"

The dad?

Hailey chimed in. "Of course he is. You're here, pregnant and dealing with everything, while he's out wining and dining with entertainment on the side. Honestly, it doesn't feel fair."

Robin responded, "Exactly! He shouldn't get off so easily. At the very least, he should be paying for formula. If you don't take it, he'll just spend it on other women."

Celine's gaze lingered on Adam. The executives around him were raising their glasses, and he took a sip.

One of the dancers, the woman in red, kept sneaking glances at him while performing. Her eyes practically never left him, filled with admiration.

Then, with a series of twirling steps, she spun toward him. In a dramatic flourish, she let herself collapse right into his arms.

Laughter erupted around the table.

One of the executives chuckled. "Mr. Alvarez, women just keep throwing themselves at you. You can't even have a quiet meal without it happening, am I right?"