Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 51

The realization nearly drove Aaron to the brink of madness.

But as his gaze fell on Serena's peaceful, sleeping face, he suppressed the urge

to lose control and gently closed the door behind him.

He headed downstairs, got into his car, and drove off to Neon Haze.

Neon Haze was a bar owned by Frederick.

At 3 a.m., the bar had just passed its peak of chaos, yet it hadn't completely quieted down.

Aaron navigated through the staggering patrons, making his way to a private room on the second floor.

He pushed the door open.

The door slammed against the wall with a loud bang, abruptly silencing the sounds of dice games, laughter, and whispered conversations within.

Everyone inside turned to stare at Aaron, who stood at the entrance radiating a menacing aura.

chill in his voice froze

In an instant.

and poured out

remained seated on the couch, unmoved, casually swirling the drink in his glass.

reached for a bottle of liquor, unscrewing the cap. "Hey, hey, that's

Aaron took a deep swig

and gut. Yet Aaron's expression remained unchanged,

the sight. "Really, Mr. Vance? Drowning

his head, his deep eyes locking onto Frederick's. "When do you think a woman would tell you she

come to the right

second?"

well, she's truly

“So, tell

words, his gaze fixed intently on the vodka before

Frederick realized the gravity of the situation. "What happened? Did Cynthia Lynwood say something to

Frederick. After a long pause, he finally spoke, his voice

said she doesn't love you? Is that why you're like this? Aaron, are

at Frederick, his