The Divorce Prescription Chapter 314
The Divorce Prescription
âI didnât expect this genlos girl to be so beautiful. She looks like a fairy. She possesses both talent and looks!â
âOh no, I just felt my heart skip a beat.â
Carlyâs hands, resting at her sides, clenched into tight fists. She couldnât accept this. The Celine she had always looked down on was actually the same genius girl she was so jealous of Lucy was equally stunned, her mind spinning in disbelief.
How could Celine be standing on the podium right now? Hadnât she sent her off to live in the countryside?
Behind them, the murmurs of discontent were growing loader.
âHey, you two! Sit down already! Youâre blocking our view of the genius girl!â
âIf you donât sit down, weâll call security to throw you out!â
Lucyâs cheeks flushed a deep red. Flustered, she quickly dropped into her seat and reached to tug Carlyâs sleeve. âCarly, sit down.â
Carly eventually sat down. Her fists clenched so tightly that her nails bit into her palms, yet she barely noticed the pain.
On stage, Celine stood tall and composed. After a poised Introduction, the room erupted into thunderous applause.
The crowd was welcoming her warmly.
The dazzling overhead lights bathed her in a radiant glow, highlighting her flawless features. Her beauty was so striking that it was almost impossible to look away.
Celineâs lips curved Her voice rang out, clear and confident. Her delivery was captivating, brimming with fresh ideas that resonated deeply with the audience.
When she finished, the applause swelled to a deafening , so prolonged it felt like it might never end.
The speech ended, and Adam finally spotted Celine.
She was standing beside Samuel, who had arrived. Samuel was proudly introducing her to the top scholars from various regions and industry elites, his demeanor brimming with pride.
As Samuel turned and caught sight of Adam, his face lit up welcoming smile. âMr. Alvarez, youâre here.â
Celine shifted slightly her clear gaze lingered on elegant, handsome face Samuel gestured toward her with a grin. âMr. Alvarez, let me formally introduce you. This is your genius junior, Celine Tareâ
Adamâs eyes moved to Celine. Around her neck hung a blue badge with a small photo clipped to it.
In the photograph, a 16âyearâold Celine stood proudly in a graduation gown and cap at Haffard University. That was the young prodigy Celine, radiant and extraordinary Adamâs gaze returned to the woman before him.
Under the dazzling lights and the lively buzz of the crowd, Celine stepped forward with calm confidence. She stopped just beside him, her rosy lips curving into a brilliant smile as she extended her hand toward him..
âMr. Alvarez, letâs get reacquainted. My name is Celine Tate.â
She told him her name and that she wanted to start over.
Adam stared deeply at her delicate features. Slowly, the corners of his lips lifted into a faint smile, and a low chuckle escaped him.
It really was her.
The person who had rejected his friend request. The one inexplicably claimed to hate him. It was her.
The one who stood beside him, building legacy together. The one who was his equal.
His genius junior was Celine.
Adam extended his hand clasping hers firmly. His voice dropped to a low munur. â
didnât you tell me?
Celineâs bright eyes held his, shimmering with something deep. âMr. Alvarez, I knew who you were, but you didnât know who I was â
She had walked a long, lonely road to stand beside him now. But how bittersweet it was; be hadnât even recognized her.