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.

coldly, and the chill in his voice froze the

In an instant.

rose and poured out

swirling the drink in his glass. "Well, Mr.

of liquor, unscrewing the cap. "Hey, hey, that's

deep swig of the vodka, but it was

chest and gut. Yet Aaron's expression remained unchanged, as if he had

Mr. Vance? Drowning your

locking onto Frederick's. "When do you think a woman would tell you

the question. "Ah, you've come to the right expert. Generally, there are two scenarios. One, she's teasing you, wanting a

the second?"

well, she's truly given up on

Aaron with amusement. “So, tell me, what kind of

to hear Frederick's words, his gaze fixed intently on the vodka

unusual demeanor, Frederick realized the gravity of the situation. "What happened?

he stared at Frederick. After a long pause, he finally spoke,

slightly, "Ah, so it's... wait, Serena said she doesn't love you?

at Frederick,