The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 951

Ewan was clearly enjoying the moment. He turned to Hailey with a teasing grin. "Ms. Hailey, looks like you're in for some trouble—Kaia seems to be making her move on Jonah. She's exactly his type, don't you think? What's your take—do you think he could actually fall for her?"

He was deliberately trying to get a reaction.

Hailey's delicate fingers had been clenched into a fist.

Kaia was the undeniable campus belle of Ironwood University, admired by everyone. Wealthy heirs regularly parked their sports cars at the gates, eager to pick her up and declare their admiration.

But Kaia had high standards, and none of them had ever managed to catch her eye.

Her appearance at the club today wasn't just for fun. This was where the heirs of the Capitol's elite gathered. Every person in that room was either wealthy or influential.

She wasn't there to simply dance; she was there with a purpose, hunting for the perfect man to target.

She had long heard of Jonah. His name echoed in the business world, a rising star on everyone's lips.

She was instantly captivated when she stepped onto the stage and saw him in the crowd.

Jonah's sharp features, quiet sophistication, and youthful charisma made him stand out effortlessly. He was impossible to ignore.

The instant Kaia laid eyes on him, her heart skipped a beat. She had fallen for him at first sight.

Only moments earlier, she had taken her chance, twirling off the stage mid-dance and landing right in Jonah's lap.

The room erupted in a wave of shocked whispers.

"How did Kaia end up on Mr. Pilsner's lap?"

"Wait—is it possible she came tonight just for him?"

"So many have chased after her... and now it looks like she's the one who's fallen."

"Care to comment, Mr. Pilsner? Has Kaia stolen your heart?"

A father who gambled, a sister still in school, and a lifetime of scars—Kaia wrapped herself in her tragic tale like a cloak, a perfect mask for any man looking to play the hero.

Joanne scoffed, her voice laced with disdain. "Please. Don't try to play the victim. Pilsner Group doesn't hire people like you."

Kaia looked up at Jonah from the floor, her eyes glistening with unshed tears as she whispered, "Mr. Pilsner—"

Before she could finish, Joanne cut in sharply, "Jonah, she—!"

Jonah's voice was steady and unyielding, stripped of emotion. "Let it go. Don't make this harder on her."

With those few words, he had made his stance clear.

Joanne's anger flared. "Jonah, are you seriously defending her?"

Jonah's eyes remained on Kaia. "Get up," he said.