The Heartbreak Prescription

Elise and Chelsea both looked like they had seen a ghost, their faces as dark as ashes.

“Thank you, everyone,” Halsey said as she put down the microphone and stepped off the stage, returning to the luxury table.

The rich kids were full of admiration. “Ms. Mallin, your dance was amazing. I didn’t expect you to be so low-key.”

“This is what a real heiress is like-quiet and classy, not showy.”

“Can you sign an autograph for me?”

They all crowded around Halsey.

Before long, Shaun’s hand reached out, shooing the rich kids away. “You guys, go hang out somewhere else.”

His eyes landed on Halsey’s delicate face. “Tired?”

Halsey smiled slightly. “Not really.”

“No more dancing from now on. Your belly’s getting bigger, and the doctor said you shouldn’t do any strenuous activities.”

Halsey knew that well. If it weren’t to teach Chelsea and Elise a lesson, she wouldn’t have gotten up to dance tonight. Seeing Chelsea and Elise watching her with those dark, resentful looks made her feel pretty good.

She stood up. “You guys enjoy. I’m heading to the restroom.”

Halsey left.

“Mr. Lane, let’s have a drink.”

Shaun glanced in her direction and also stood up. “No, thanks. You all have fun. I’ll be back in a bit.”

He walked off.

The rich kids called after him, “Hey, where are you going?”

Warren, who had been silent, shook his head while holding his glass. “Isn’t it obvious? He’s going after Ms. Mallin!”

Everyone laughed. “Mr. Lane’s become so clingy. Wherever Ms. Mallin goes, he follows.”

“Exactly. Now that she’s carrying his baby, he’s treating her like a treasure.”

As Chelsea and Elise heard everyone talk about Halsey, their faces got even darker.

Chelsea sneered at Elise, “I thought you were tougher than this, but you’re so easy to break. You were beaten by her even at dancing, which is supposed to be your best skill. You really don’t measure up.”

Chelsea was going for the kill.

Elise was already annoyed, and she wasn’t about to take Chelsea’s jab. She fired back, “What about you? Do you think you’re so great? Ms. Mallin got pregnant while you were still with Mr. Lane. You can’t even keep a man’s heart-what right do you have to judge me?”

Chelsea’s eyes blazed as she glared at Elise. “What did you just say?”

Elise shot back, “I said you’re a failure!”

“You tramp!”

Chelsea raised her hand and slapped Elise across the face.

Elise, stunned, covered her cheek. “How dare you!”

Chelsea rolled up her sleeve. “I’ve hated you ever since I laid eyes on you!”

Elise immediately did the same. “I’m gonna make you pay!”

The two women lunged at each other, grabbing at hair and wrestling.

Warren quickly stood and tried to break them up. “Stop fighting! Let go, both of you!”

Smack!

In the scuffle, one of their slaps accidentally hit Warren’s face. He stood there, speechless, looking at the chaotic mess in the

booth.

Halsey came out of the restroom and walked down the corridor, ready to head back.

“Halsey!”

Suddenly, a drunk rich kid appeared in front of her, eyes leering.

“Your pole dance was amazing! I’ll pay you a million if you do it again for me.” noveldrama