Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 107

His sister was three years older than him, around the same age as Serena. She had always been kind to him. But when she turned ten, she suddenly vanished without a trace. It was as if she had evaporated from the world, and she was never found again.

Becoming a private detective was partly Rock's quest to find his sister. He shook off the memories and refocused, responding to Serena's message.

Serena was running a bath when she heard the notification. She picked up her phone.

"Could you check this private hospital for me? I need to know when I did a kidney match with a woman named Cynthia Lynwood, and what the results were."

Rock replied quickly, "Got it."

Serena turned off the tap and placed her phone on the shelf, sinking into the bath. She added a few drops of rose oil, the fragrance wafting through the room, slowly easing the tension in her muscles. She leaned back, closed her eyes, and savored the rare moment of tranquility.

peace was short-lived. The bathroom door was suddenly kicked open with force, and Aaron, reeking of alcohol, staggered in. His shirt collar was undone, revealing a well-defined collarbone. His features, usually sharp and intimidating, seemed more disheveled

she could react, Aaron's towering figure moved toward her, and

anticipate her move, holding her jaw firmly. She was trapped, forced to endure his fervent embrace. The temperature in the bathroom began

Aaron's most vulnerable

pained groan echoed

darkening

a towel around herself. "Serves you right!" she snapped, striding

followed her out, watching her retreating figure. "You agreed to the substitute marriage because your sister's

her search for clothes.

still Young Master

the money?" Serena turned, her clear, beautiful eyes fixed

slightly. That wasn't what