Chapter 27
Nathan instantly recognized Cellne
Carly hadn’t expected to see Celine on the dance floor, yet there she was, dancing closely with Robin. Her graceful figure seemed one with the music, her body curving enticingly and her hips swaying like a member of a glamorous girl group.
Though both were dancing, Carly had to admit that teline’s moves were more alluring and bolder than hers.
All the men at Club 1996 had their eyes on Celine. Some even whistled and hollered, their gazes filled with admiration.
Carly clenched her teeth, unable to believe that a country bumpkin like Celine could dance like that. Somehow, Celine had effortlessly stolen her spotlight, even though Carly was a primaballerina
Why couldn’t Celine just stay out of my way for once?
As Celine fumed, she felt Adam’s grip on her waist loosen He stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Celine for a long moment..
Carly grined her teeth even harder, furious that he couldn’t take his eyes off celine.
Meanwhile, Benjamin and a few other wealthy heles rose from their seats, their faces filled with shock. They finally recognized the captivating woman on the dance floor–it was
“Celine Tate!” Benjamin exclaimed in disbeliet.
Ever since Celine decided to divorce, she had transformed into someone unrecognizable someone her acquaintances could hardly believe was the same person. “So, her name’s Createn asked.
Benjamin nodded. “Nate, do you know her?”
Nathan’s eyes lit up. “She’s the woman I’ve been looking for!”
If Celine could dance so wildly with another woman, he couldn’t imagine how passionate she would be dancing with a man. Was she truly so eager to play with men?
As their dance ended, Celine cheerfully stepped off the dance floor with Robin, her skin glistening with sweat from the lively routine.
On their way back to their private booth, they passed by Adam’s luxurious booth
“HL, beautiful. We meet again,” Nathan called out.
Celine paused, turning to look at Nathan. She quickly recognized him as the man who had approached her in the sports car.
“It’s you,” she said.
Nathan smiled warmly. “That’s right! The name’s Nathan Lynch. I didn’t expect to see you again so soon. It must be tate. May I buy you a drink?”
