Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 114

Serena sat comfortably in the cozy armchair, smiling warmly as she spoke, "Grandpa, I'm really happy to have this chat with you."

She wasn't just being polite.

She was genuinely delighted.

After so many years, finally, someone who could discuss antiques with her.

Aaron had no interest in antiques; whenever she brought them up, he always seemed impatient.

Yet, this was the same man who remembered Cynthia Lynwood's fondness for Tri-Glaze Pottery.

Thinking of the missing Tri-Glaze Pottery, Serena felt a pang of regret.

"Well, I should take my medication now. We'll chat again next time," the old man waved his hand and ended the call.

William pocketed his phone. "I hope that wasn't too much trouble for you?"

"Not at all. Your grandfather has such insightful views on antiques. I learned so much, how could it be a bother?"

"That's good to hear." William gazed at Serena, his eyes twinkling with warmth. Serena felt a tad uncomfortable. "It's getting late. I should head back home." "Alright, I'll have Finn drive you."

a couple of steps, William

for helping my grandparents restore their vase. If you ever need anything, don't hesitate

eyebrow in

gaze clear and free

her heartstrings tugged ever so slightly.

Finn out of the hotel, Serena spotted a Rolls Royce parked at

of mystery and understated elegance, much like its owner-despite the luxury exterior, it was just

"Miss Sullivan..."

back," Serena

nodded slightly, turning

the Rolls Royce's

taut, his gaze intense and dark as he looked at

his gaze, her

commanded, his

him and instead pulled out

He stepped forward, grabbing Serena's wrist

strides, he headed toward the

Serena protested, bending down to bite

tactics, tightened his grip and pushed

shut with a deafening