Carly received no response from Adam. Outside Tate Manor, Hayden was busy seeing off the remaining guests. With a forced smile, he bid farewell to David and Robert.

"Mr. Weston, Mr. Lanning, about our collaboration" David glanced at Hayden's bruised face and chuckled. "Mr. Tate, you might want to get that checked out first." With that, they got into their cars and drove off.

Hayden returned to the living room, his face dark with anger. He walked up to Lucy and roared, "Look at what you've done! You made me look like a complete fool!" Lucy, still reeling from the fiasco herself, didn't understand what went wrong; she thought she had everything planned perfectly.

She tugged at Hayden's sleeve. "Honey, please! Let me explain"

Hayden immediately pushed her away and picked up his blazer. "I never want to see you again!" He stormed off.

Lucy stood frozen. With large scratch marks on her face and neck, she looked a complete mess. At first, she considered this an opportunity to rekindle with Hayden, but she hadn't expected this to drive him further away.

She turned to Carly and desperately clutched her arms. "Carly, please let me explain."

But Carly pushed her away coldly. "Mom, what's gotten into you lately? I'm so disappointed in you."

Hearing Carly's remarks, Lucy seethed inwardly. This was all Celine's fault. Her heart filled with resentment. Life had been going perfectly before Celine returned; now, nothing seemed to go her way. She despised Celine.

Suddenly, Hansel ran up to her and dropped to his knees. "I'm so sorry, Aunt Lucy!"

She immediately grabbed Hansel by the collar. "Hansel, what happened? Why was Celine replaced by Tracy?"

Hansel tried to gather his thoughts. "Aunt Lucy, I can't seem to remember exactly. I remember seeing Mr. Alvarez. Then, Tracy showed up not long after. I had already inhaled the aphrodisiac at that point and couldn't tell who was who."

Carly jumped up in shock. "What did you say? Adam was in the room too?" It was no wonder she couldn't find him.

Hansel nodded.

Suddenly, Lucy's eyes lit up. She grabbed Carly's wrist. "Carly, hurry! Go find Mr. Alvarez immediately!"

Carly was puzzled. "What?"

"If Mr. Alvarez was in that room, he must have inhaled the aphrodisiac. We haven't lost yet. Hurry and find him. You mustn't lose your chance of becoming his woman tonight!"

Carly's eyes widened. Why hadn't she thought of this earlier? If Adam was under the influence of an aphrodisiac, he would undoubtedly need her tonight. Carly bit her lip nervously. She hesitated. She hadn't fully given in to Adam yet. She was always cautious about relationships, maintaining her boundaries until she felt it was right. Tonight, she was willing to make an exception, on one condition—he had to divorce Celine. Lucy was right; they hadn't lost yet.

Carly rushed off to find him. A vicious smirk tugged at Lucy's lips. She refused to let Celine win. She believed that as long as Adam loved Carly, Celine couldn't win.

Back at Westwood Villa, Adam was still in the shower. Celine, on the other hand, was prepared to leave. Although Adam had inhaled the aphrodisiac, he clearly didn't need her help; therefore, there was no reason for her to stay. Suddenly, her phone rang; it was Nathan.

Celine answered. "Celine, where are you? Let's go racing tonight," Nathan's lively voice echoed through the phone. Just then, the bathroom door opened, and Adam stepped out, his body shrouded in a cold mist from the shower.