Chapter 18

Lucy's face turned pale. "Honey!" She quickly grabbed Samson's arm in desperation. "Mr. Stone, what's going on? Didn't we agree that if I delivered Celine to your bed, you'd help me arrange a meeting with Dr. C? This…" Her voice abruptly stopped as her eyes caught sight of a slender, elegant figure standing near the doorway. Celine had arrived. No one knew when she had come, but now she stood there silently as her clear, luminous eyes calmly watched Lucy's panic and disarray. Lucy froze, her body stiffening. Meanwhile, Samson quickly scurried to Celine's side, bowing and scraping with a fawning smile. "Ms. Tate!" Celine pulled out a pen from her pocket, then casually tossed it into the nearby pool. "Mr. Stone, I've dropped my pen." "Ms. Tate, I'll get it for you right away!" Samson dashed outside without hesitation and dove into the pool, unfazed by the icy autumn water. Lucy walked over, her expression incredulous as she watched the scene unfold. Samson surfaced from the pool,