NovelEnglishChapter 218 "Evelyn's dying wish was forto take care of her!" Serena's face didn't betray a flicker of emotion-she might as well have been a bystander, untouched by the news.
Aaron's brows knitted together. The silence stretching between them only made him more impatient.
"You really have nothing to say to me?" "No. This is your personal business. You didn't need to chere just to tell me." "I've told you my most closely guarded secret..." "So what? Am I supposed to fall at your feet in gratitude, throw myself into your arms, and thank you like you've just bestowed salvation?" Serena's lips twisted into a cold, mocking smile. "Aaron, you don't understand love. And apparently, you don't understand what it means when something's over. We're finished. Do you get that?" Aaron's scowl deepened. "Serena, do you honestly think you can survive in this cutthroat world all on your own? Forget everything else—what about that house full of antiques? Do you really believe you can protect them?" Serena's expression changed instantly.
Her hands balled into fists as she shot back, her voice icy: "My affairs are none of your concern, Mr. Vance!" With that, she strode toward her apartment complex, not looking back.
Aaron started after her, but the security guard at the gate stepped in his way. "Sir, please sign in." Aaron's eyes narrowed as he glanced up, catching one last glimpse of Serena disappearing inside. He gave the guard a cold, withering look, then turned and walked away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBack at home, Serena sank onto the sofa. This time, she didn't get up.
Aaron's words had struck a nerve.
It wasn't just Penelope eyeing her antiques; plenty of others were circling, waiting for her to slip.
Protecting that collection on her own? Impossible.
She needed a plan.
Serena thought it over, again and again, but nothing promising cto mind. The next day, when she arrived at the TV stuto sign her contract, she was still distracted, her head a little foggy.
Still, she forced herself to focus, reading through every line of the contract before signing.
"All set." Abby handed her the stamped contract. "Filming starts in five days. Just check in at reception when you arrive." "Okay." Serena stood and left.
She headed downstairs, got in her car, and drove back to the restoration center.
All the way there, she couldn't shake the feeling she was being followed.
But every tshe checked the rearview mirror, there was nothing-no suspicious car, nothing out of place.
Was she just being paranoid? She pulled into the parking lot at the restoration center. Just as she was about to
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmget out, she noticed a luxury car pulling in behind hex creeping along as if trying not to be seen. The e.
content is on novelenglish.net! The driver didn't get out.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Her mind flashed back to running into Aaron outside her place yesterday. She frowned.
No, this wasn't Aaron.
She'd made herself perfectly clear-there was no going back for them.
Sometimes, she truly couldn't fathom Aaron's thought process. He was about to marky Cynthia Lynwood, so why was he still chasing after her? Was this just what men like him did-never content, always wanting more? Cynthia wasn't enough, so now he was circling back to her? Just then, the luxury car's driver's door swung open.
Serena held her breath, her eyes fixed on the rearview mirror as ahead stowly, erherged from inside the car.
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
