Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 177

The door swung open to reveal a disheveled man standing in the doorway. His eyes widened in terror when he saw Serena. In that moment, Serena realized that this was the very man who had tricked her into going to the hospital-Dr. Owens.

Without hesitation, she reached into her bag and pulled out a small handgun, smirking at the man as he turned to flee. "Think you can outrun a bullet?" she taunted.

Dr. Owens turned back, his eyes fixated on the weapon with fear. His legs gave out, and he crumpled to the floor, paralyzed by fear.

There was another person in the room-a nurse. Hearing the commotion, she emerged from within, only to fall to her knees at the sight of the gun, whimpering quietly.

Rock, standing nearby, was equally stunned. As a private investigator accustomed to navigating the gray areas of life, he had seen guns before. But never in his wildest dreams did he expect soft-spoken Serena to be wielding one.

"Shut the door," Serena's command snapped Rock back to reality. He complied, closing the door and plunging the already dark room into an even deeper silence.

bother turning on the lights. Instead, she activated her phone's flashlight, casting a cold

ethereal, almost spectral quality. Her eyes, stripped of warmth, seemed merciless and otherworldly, like a specter

help but see someone else in Serena at that moment-Aaron, the master

against Dr. Owens' chin, her voice icy and demanding. "Who sent you to lure me to the hospital? And who told you my

it was Dr. Grayson! It really wasn't our idea!" Dr. Owens stammered, eyes glued to the gun pressed against his chin. The cold metal against his skin was a stark reminder of the weapon's reality. Any last remnants of hope he had

a doctor, you followed his orders without question?" Her voice sharpened with frustration. "I'm giving you one last chance. Tell me the truth, or I'll make

his face. The constant fear while hiding out in a motel had worn him thin. "Dr. Grayson did approach us, but we agreed to help because he said it was Miss Lynwood's

"What proof do you

recorded our conversation," Dr. Owens admitted, trembling. "I've been listening to it over and over while hiding out, I couldn't have misunderstood. Dr. Grayson said Miss Lynwood is Mr. Vance's