NovelEnglishChapter 300 Now, there was nothing left between them-Aaron had even less reason to listen to her.
Serena's gaze darted to the fruit knife lying on the table.
She gritted her teeth, snatched up the knife, and pressed it sharply against Cynthia Lynwood's throat.
Cynthia's breath caught in her chest-the sensation was all too familiar.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Serena..." she whispered, fear trembling in her voice.
"Serena!" Aaron's face was tight with worry. "What are you doing?" Seeing the concern in Aaron's eyes, Serena, oddly enough, calmed herself. The blade hovered just at Cynthia's neck as she spoke in a cold, steady tone. "Is this reason enough? Leave the Chatham family alone, or—" Tears began streaming down Cynthia's cheeks. "Aaron, please help me! I don't want to die..." Aaron's frustration boiled over. "Serena, do you even realize what you're doing? This is a crime. Is it really worth it for someone who's basically a stranger?" Serena's eyes reddened, but she forced back the tears.
"In your world, everything comes easy. Friends, opportunities-if you want something, there's always a line of people waiting to hand it over. But in my world, I have to fight for every single thing I want to keep.
Take the competition, for example. All it took was a few calls from you, and the first place that should have been mine was snatched away-just like that!" Aaron flinched under the icy glare she shot him. Each word hit like a blood-soaked accusation, leaving a painful ache in his chest.
After a long, heavy silence, he finally managed, "If you want first place, I'll organize another competition just for you." Serena let out a laugh-breathtaking, but heartbreakingly fragile. It was the kind of smile that called to mind an orchid blooming on the edge of a cliff, beautiful and perilous, ready to shatter at any moment.
"You still don't get it. It was never about being first. What I wanted was the chance to participate in the cultural exchange with Eldoria, the chance to see antiques I've never seen before!" Aaron's expression froze in shock.
So that was it-Serena's obsession with first place wasn't about reputation, but about the antiques.
"Forget it," Serena said, taking a steadying breath. "Why am I even explaining this to you? You've never had to struggle a day in your life. I'll just ask one more time: Cynthia Lynwood for the Chatham family-do we have a deal or not?" Aaron's face darkened. "I'm not going to do anything to the Chatham family, as long as Gabrielle stops causing trouble at headquarters." Just as she expected. Serena released her grip on Cynthia. "I hope you'll keep your word, Mr. Vance." With that, she turned and walked away.
Aaron started after her, but Cynthia grabbed his arm, stopping him.
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"Aaron, Serena's furious right now. If you go after her, you'll only make it worse.
Letexplain to her." Without waiting for his response, Cynthia hurried out the door.
Aaron watched her anxious figure disappear, frowning deeply.
Outside.
Cynthia caught up with Serena at the elevator. "Serena, I wanted first place for myself-Aaron had nothing to do with it. Nust just wanted you to know if I ask for anything, Aaron will give it to me, no matter what it is. How do you plan to beat me?" Serena lifted her eyes, expression unreadable, and said nothing.
Just then, the elevator doors slid open. Two men in black suits and masks stepped out, and when they saw Serena, their eyes lit up. One of them stepped forward, his voice respectful. "Excuse me, are you Miss Serena Sullivan?"
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