NovelEnglishChapter 159 Samuel hurried over to check on Serena. She sat there unperturbed, her gaze fixed ahead, showing no sign of distress. This allowed Samuel to relax slightly. He turned toward the door and addressed the newcomer, "Mr. Vance, today is a farewell party the company organized for Serena. We weren't expecting your visit, so we haven't prepared an extra seat." It was a clear cue for Mr. Vance to leave.
The room fell silent, with everyone exchanging uneasy glances.
Aaron's eyes darkened as he surveyed the scene, finally resting his gaze on Samuel.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Adding a couple of chairs isn't much trouble," he replied coolly.
Cynthia Lynwood, leaning against Aaron's shoulder, giggled, "I knew Aaron would do anything for me." Aaron's attention shifted back to Serena, who sat there as if nothing had happened, detached from the scene unfolding around her. He withdrew his hand discreetly and moved toward her.
"Just add two more chairs here, it's fine," Aaron directed.
Serena's eyelids fluttered at his words, but she remained silent.
"Aaron, this is the host's seat," Cynthia Lynwood chimed in sweetly, "Maybe the chairs should be added elsewhere?" "Right here," Aaron insisted, his voice firm as his gaze lingered on Serena's dark hair.
Samuel attempted to intervene, "Mr. Vance-" Aaron's eyes flashed with authority, "If I recall correctly, I'm the largest investor in L.S. Entertainment, am I not?" Samuel glanced uncertainly at Serena.
"Go ahead and add them here," Serena finally spoke, her smile faint but composed. "Mr. Vance is indeed the major investor, it's only fitting he should sit in the host's seat." Aaron clenched his fists, watching Serena treat him like he was invisible.
"Get on with it!" he ordered Samuel.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith a resigned sigh, Samuel arranged for the hotel staff to bring in two more chairs. Once they were set, Serena's spot was nudged aside, subtly demoting her to a guest seat.
"You sit here," Aaron instructed Cynthia Lynwood, pointing to the host's chair. The room's atmosphere beceven more tense, but no one dared to speak. Cynthia Lynwood hesitated, "Aaron, this doesn't seem right. L.S. Entertainment is your and Serena's company. I'm just a guest, I shouldn't take the host's seat." "I say you're qualified, so you are," Aaron declared, seating himself next to Serena.
Obediently, Cynthia Lynwood took her place, barely containing her delighted smile. "Of course, Aaron."
Samuel cast a worried glance at Serena, who maintained her distant demeanor, seemingly unaffected by the proceedings. His concern grew, but he could do nothing but sit beside her. Aaron's presence brought the room's temperature down to freezing, silencing everyone. The tension was palpable, with no one daring to break the silence.
Thankfully, the arrival of the waitstaff with steaming dishes soon lifted the mood. The aroma of the food m encouraged everyone to engage in conversation again. Seven gathered the courage to chat with Cynthia Lynwood, her sweet, honeyed responses emboldening them.
"Miss Lynwood, is that a wedding ring you're wearing? Are you and Mr. Vance married, or planning to be?" one bold soul inquired, curiosity getting the better of them. Everyone momentarily forgot Aaron's intimidating presence beside her.
Cynthia Lynwood gave a bashful smile, "Aaron and I aren't married."
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