Everyone turned to Celine. "Celine," someone began, "what have you been up to these past few years since graduation?" They were all curious, especially since they'd heard she wasn't working.

Celine paused before replying honestly, "I got married."

The group was shocked. Randall looked at her in disbelief. "Celine, you got married?"

Celine immediately sensed Adam's gaze. His intense stare felt suffocating. She tried to ignore it, forcing a smile. "Yes," she said. "Over the past few years, I haven't been busy with much else. I focused on being a housewife."

She was telling the truth. For the past three years, she had dedicated herself entirely to Adam. Her senior classmates were stunned. "Celine, you became a housewife at such a young age?"

Celine added, "We actually got divorced not long ago."

This revelation shocked everyone even more.

"Anyone who could convince Celine to become a homemaker must be an exceptional man," one person remarked. "Celine, who was your husbandor rather, your ex-husband?"

Everyone was eager to know about the man who had captured Celine's heart. Celine looked up and met Adam's gaze across the table. He was sitting there, barely touching his food. She knew he disliked spicy food; he preferred plain dishes. His gaze was fixed on her, waiting for her answer, as was everyone else.

How was she supposed to answer? Her ex-husband was exceptional, and he was sitting right there. Everyone knew him.

Celine shifted her gaze, smiling softly. "It's all in the past now," she said. "Let's not talk about him anymore. Let's raise a glass to our new lives." Everyone was smart enough not to press further. They quickly shifted the topic, raising their glasses. "To new beginnings!"

As everyone toasted, Adam remained seated at the head of the table. He raised his glass and elegantly took a sip of water.

Then, one of the seniors suggested, "Celine, now that you're free, you should start working again. How about joining us?"

Celine immediately declined. "Thank you, but I'm in Mercity right now. It's a bit inconvenient." While she did have work, it wasn't something she could openly discuss.

"Mercity? Oh, right, Adam's in Mercity too," someone observed.

"Adam, Celine's your brilliant junior. You should take care of her. How about letting her join your Alvarez Group?" someone suggested.

Celine simply smiled, unsure how to respond. Adam's gaze lingered on her. She had removed her white coat, and her long black hair was casually pulled back with a simple elastic band. A few loose strands tucked behind her ear and gently wound around her pale neck, giving her an effortlessly graceful and stunning appearance.

She looked at Adam and said, "There's no need to trouble Mr. Alvarez."

Adam smirked slightly. "Why do you always call me 'Mr. Alvarez'? You've never even called me by my name." Celine's heart skipped a beat.

"Celine, you really do call everyone by their name, but you're still calling Adam 'Mr. Alvarez'?" one of the seniors teased.

"Celine, since you're in Mercity now, you better hold on tight to Adam. You should just be casual around him already," another said, and everyone laughed, encouraging her to address Adam by his first name.