Adam looked at Nikki. “What’s the good news?”

“I’m pregnant,” Nikki said.

Adam’s lips curved into a faint, indifferent smile. “Is the child mine?”

“Yes, from that night. Mr. Alvarez, you’re going to be a father.”

Adam’s distinguished face remained devoid of emotion. “What do you want?”

Nikki’s shy expression softened her features. “Mr. Alvarez, tomorrow is my birthday. I want to host a party, and I hope you will attend.”

Nikki was a superstar whose every move captured media and fan attention. If the mysterious business tycoon, the city’s wealthiest man, appeared at her party, it would seal her glory and success.

Celine’s gaze rested on Adam’s face. She watched as he nodded. “Alright.”

He agreed to attend Nikki’s birthday party.

Nikki’s joy was unmistakable. “Thank you, Mr. Alvarez.”

“Since you’re pregnant, you should take care of yourself. Head home and rest.”

Nikki’s smile deepened as she placed a hand over her stomach. “I’ll go now. Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of our baby. See you tomorrow.”

Before leaving with her assistant, Nikki cast Celine a triumphant look, her pride evident in her expression.

Adam closed the distance between himself and Celine, his piercing gaze locked on her delicate features.

“Mr. Alvarez, stop staring at her!” Hailey’s voice was sharp with disapproval.

“You should be with your superstar girlfriend. Congratulations, you are going to be a father,” Robin added with a sarcastic grin.

Adam didn’t spare them a glance. Instead, he reached out and grabbed Celine’s slender wrist. “Come with me.”

He pulled Celine along, intending to take her away.

Celine tried to pull away. “Let go!”

“Mr. Alvarez, let her go!” Hailey and Robin both tried to intervene.

Adam ignored them and wrapped an arm around Celine’s waist. He hoisted her onto his shoulder and carried her away, his steps firm.

“Hey, Mr. Alvarez, are you seriously abducting her?” Hailey shouted, disbelief coloring her tone.

The bodyguards stepped forward, blocking their path and leaving Hailey and Robin helpless. “Where is he taking her?” Robin muttered, frustrated.

Adam carried Celine into his Rolls-Royce Phantom and drove straight to Lux Garden.

Celine couldn’t believe he had brought her back to the place. She refused to set foot inside and crossed her arms defiantly, refusing to get out.

Adam ignored her protests. He lifted her over his shoulder again and carried her inside.

Her stomach pressed against his broad shoulder, causing discomfort. She clenched her fists and pounded them against his back. “Adam, put me down!” The maids at Lux Garden exchanged shocked glances before rushing to greet them. “Welcome back, Mr. and Mrs. Alvarez.”

Adam walked into the living room and placed Celine on the plush couch.

The familiar sight of the couch made her breath hitch. Memories from that night surged through her like a tidal wave. She pressed her hands against the cushion and tried to rise.

Before she could, Adam knelt on one knee, locking his fingers around her wrist and pinning her down.

“Adam, don’t touch me! Let me go!” Celine’s voice trembled with anger.

Celine struggled fiercely, wriggling beneath him frantically. With her arms pinned, she kicked him. She was truly fierce.

A dangerous glint burned in Adam’s eyes. His breathing was heavy, and his gaze grew darker. “Celine, stop struggling, or we’ll relive that night exactly as it happened.”