Chapter 59

Celine didn't respond.

The maid immediately mocked her. "Celine, do you really think of yourself as the eldest daughter of the Tate family? Let me remind you, the Tate family only has two daughters—Carly and Tracy."

"That's right! Ms. Tracy is now Dr. C's assistant, and Ms. Carly will soon be Mrs. Alvarez. But look at you—you're nothing!" another maid chimed in. "And take the soup upstairs!" they ordered. "Hurry up!"

The two maids clearly looked down on Celine. Celine remained silent. She simply took the soup and made her way toward the room.

As she entered the hall, Adam, who was talking to several other businessmen, noticed her. He frowned. Wasn't she supposed to be the eldest daughter of the Tate family? Why was she acting like a maid? Was this the kind of treatment she received at home?

Adam's expression hardened. He couldn't believe that Celine, who was usually bold and defiant with him, had suddenly become quiet and submissive in front of others. So, it seemed she only dared to act out toward him.

The room was empty when Celine entered. Just as she placed the soup on the table, she suddenly caught a strange scent in the air. Although the smell was faint, her sharp senses immediately picked up on it. Within a second, her eyes closed, and she collapsed onto the bed.

Moments later, the door creaked open, and someone slipped inside. It was Hansel Garcia, Lucy's nephew. He was known for being a womanizer.

Hansel made his way to the bed and leered at Celine, who was passed out. "Why didn't Aunt Lucy tell me this country bumpkin was so pretty? Looks like I hit the jackpot tonight."

Hansel reached for the hem of her clothes. "You've got no one to blame but yourself. If you hadn't insisted on the position of Mrs. Alvarez, none of this would have happened. You're all mine now! Aunt Lucy will bring the others in soon. Your reputation will be completely ruined—it'll be such a scandal that even Mrs. Tate Senior won't be able to protect you! Adam will surely divorce you and marry Carly. And just in case you try to deny it later, I'll take some explicit photos and videos of you That way, you'll have no choice but to obey me from now on."

He chuckled darkly.

Suddenly, Celine opened her eyes. Hansel froze. "H-How are you awake?"

Celine looked at him coldly. "I was only pretending to be unconscious. Otherwise, how else would I have learned about Lucy's interesting little plan?" Hansel's expression turned pale. "Y-You!"

Before he could react, Celine swiftly grabbed a packet of powder and threw it at him. Hansel's vision blurred. He immediately collapsed onto the bed, unconscious.

Celine sneered coldly. She didn't expect Lucy to try the same trick twice. Couldn't she come up with something new? Nevertheless, Lucy did step up her game this time. While Carly was enjoying her time in the spotlight with Adam downstairs, Lucy was trying to ruin Celine—hoping to tarnish her reputation with explicit photos. How could any mother do that to her own daughter?

As Celine stood up, a plan formed in her mind—she wanted to give Lucy a taste of her own medicine. As she reached for the door, she froze. Someone was trying to open it from the outside.

Celine was curious about who it could be. She quickly hid behind the door, her eyes sharp and alert. She moved her hand to her waist, where she quietly pulled out a silver needle.

The door creaked open.