Adam didn't answer. He simply picked up a bottle of liquor and downed it in one gulp. Nikki was seething. This temptress seemed to have appeared from nowhere. The moment she arrived, everyone had forgotten about Nikki, leaving her feeling invisible. She had become accustomed to being the center of attention, but this temptress had jolted her back to reality. She hated it.

She hated the feeling. She sat down next to Adam. "Mr. Alvarez, I—"

Before she could finish, Adam placed the empty bottle on the table, stood up, and walked away, leaving her alone.

"Why did Mr. Alvarez leave?" one of the wealthy heirs asked. "Hey, Ben, I want to follow that temptress on Instagram."

"Forget it," Benjamin replied, shaking his head. "That temptress has caught Mr. Alvarez's eye."

"How do you know?" another asked.

"Didn't you see his pants? The outline was so obvious. That temptress got a physical reaction out of him. Adam is wealthy and well-endowed. If that temptress didn't like him, would she be reacting to you?" Benjamin retorted.

Jealousy flared in Nikki's eyes the moment she heard about Adam's reaction. To her, Adam was aloof and untouchable, always distant. She couldn't understand how this temptress had stirred something in him. She had just dealt with Celine, and now this. She wondered who this new temptress was.

Adam stepped outside to cool off. He pulled out his phone and texted Celine on WhatsApp: "Change your clothes and come out."

Celine replied quickly: "Okay, Mr. Alvarez, I'll be right there."

A smirk played on Adam's lips. She was obedient now. She had succeeded in getting what she wanted.

Just then, two seemingly drunk, spoiled heirs stumbled past.

"That temptress is wild! I'm burning up! Tonight, we're taking her back for some fun. I bet she won't be able to walk tomorrow."

"Are you sure she's in the dressing room ahead?"

"Positive. Let's go. We're in for a treat tonight."

The two were plotting to go after Celine.

Adam's lips twisted into a cold, thin smile. He stepped in front of them, blocking their path. They were too drunk to recognize him. They waved dismissively. "Who are you? Get out of the way. Don't ruin our fun."

Adam's icy gaze swept over them. He parted his lips and spat out one chilling word: "Leave!"

The two heirs were stunned. "Do you know who we are? How dare you mess with us?" One waved a hand. "Take him down!"

The black-suited bodyguards rushed forward. Adam's mood was already foul. Celine had caused him enough trouble, and now this. He smirked at the absurdity of it all, licked his dry lips, and let out a cold laugh. He grabbed a bottle of liquor, and as the first bodyguard lunged, he swung it swiftly.