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!"

They had come accompanied by their own bodyguards. After Jonah brought them down, the men scrambled to call for reinforcements.

Within moments, a flood of bodyguards poured into the room, grabbing bottles from tables and charging straight at Jonah.

Hailey widened her eyes in alarm. She clutched Jonah's sleeve tightly, her expression a mix of innocence and concern. "This is bad, Mr. Pilsner. You've really gotten yourself into deep trouble!"

She had only stepped away to the restroom for a moment—no one could've predicted things would unravel so quickly.

Jonah glanced at her but remained silent.

He pulled her close, his refined features hardening into a fierce, bloodthirsty glare. "Stay still. Don't move."

Hailey instinctively shielded her stomach with her hands, nodding quickly. "I won't move. Don't worry."

The bodyguards charged in, but Jonah was swift and agile, diving into a fierce battle.

Hailey watched closely. This wasn't the first time she'd seen him in action.

His strikes were brutal and precise, every punch landing hard. Overwhelmed, the bodyguards were forced to fall back, unable to match his relentless assault.