The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 583

Hailey looked at the man, trying to pull her delicate wrist out of his grip. "I'm just a waitress here to serve drinks. I don't drink with customers. Let me go!"

The man didn't release her. Instead, her resistance only piqued his interest further. "Miss, aren't you here to make money? Have a drink with us, and I'll pay you."

She shook her head. "I don't want your money."

The scion snapped his fingers at that moment, and one of his men immediately walked in carrying a briefcase.

He opened it, revealing stacks of crisp dollar bills. He picked up a bundle of cash. "Here's ten grand. Have a drink with me."

Hailey's voice remained firm. "I don't want to."

"Then, let's raise the stakes. I'll give you 50 grand for one drink."

"No!"

Ronald chuckled. "Are you playing hard to get? Because if you are, you've definitely got my attention."

The people around them laughed and egged him on.

"Miss, do you know how many women would kill for the chance to drink with Ronald? You should take the offer before you regret it."

"It looks like Mr. Carter really likes you. I've never seen him so invested in anyone before!"

Stella sat on the couch, watching the scene unfold. She turned to Declan. "Declan, it looks like Ronald is about to make a new friend, don't you think?"

Declan lounged against the couch, his posture relaxed as he swirled the wine in his glass. The deep red liquid rippled against the crystal. His gaze, however, was icy as he watched Ronald and Hailey.

"Declan, why aren't you saying anything?"

Stella was quick to pick up on his change in demeanor. Declan was a man who rarely showed his emotions. Even though he had agreed to date her, she often felt like she couldn't read him. He always remained distant.

"Yeah, trust Mr. Carter's instincts. Any girl he's interested in is guaranteed to be a knockout."

The crowd around them roared in excitement.

Ronald reached out to pull down Hailey's mask.

Hailey quickly stopped him. "You can't look at my face!"

"Why not?"

"Because… my face is only for my boyfriend to see! If you look at my face, he'll be mad!"

"Boyfriend?" Ronald paused, surprised. "You have a boyfriend?"

Hailey's lashes trembled. She knew Declan had been watching her this whole time. She wanted to bet on herself—bet on whether he would step in to save her.