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 called out

vase. If you

eyebrow in

his gaze clear and free of any business- like

felt her heartstrings tugged ever so slightly. "Thank

hotel, Serena spotted a Rolls Royce parked at

of mystery and understated elegance, much like its owner-despite

"Miss Sullivan..."

can head back," Serena said

turning back into

Royce's door opened slowly, and Aaron

features were taut, his gaze intense and dark as he looked at Serena, as if attempting to

gaze, her eyes

in," Aaron commanded, his

him and instead pulled out her phone to call

immediately. He stepped forward, grabbing

decisive strides, he headed toward the

protested, bending down to bite

his grip

car door slammed shut with