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."

of steps, William called out to her. "What is it?"

you for helping my grandparents restore their vase.

an eyebrow in surprise.

his gaze clear and free of

tugged ever

Finn out of the hotel,

exuded an air of mystery and understated elegance, much like its owner-despite the luxury

"Miss Sullivan..."

back," Serena

nodded slightly, turning

Royce's door opened slowly,

intense and dark as he looked at Serena,

her

in," Aaron commanded, his voice

out her phone to call a

expression darkened immediately. He stepped forward,

decisive strides, he headed toward the

Serena protested, bending down to bite Aaron in

tactics, tightened his grip and

door slammed shut with