Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 223

"Um... Serena, don't be mad, okay?" Cynthia Lynwood opened the takeout bag, then cheerfully offered a box to Serena. "This is my all-time favorite dessert from The House of Sweet-you have to try it!"

Only then did everyone notice the logo on the box: House of Sweet.

House of Sweet was the hottest dessert shop in the whole country-so exclusive, it only had ten locations, all in the southern region, because the founder insisted on keeping everything local. If you wanted a taste, you'd have to catch a flight down south yourself.

So how on earth did Aaron get his hands on these desserts?

Sensing the unspoken question in everyone's eyes, Cynthia gave a sweet smile and explained, "These were flown in this morning! Don't just stand there-dig in before they lose their freshness."

The mere mention of House of Sweet erased all memory of the earlier tension. Everyone crowded closer, gushing, "Thank you, Miss Lynwood!"

"No, no, it should be 'Thank you, Mrs. Vance!"" someone teased.

The group quickly corrected themselves, all chiming in, "Thank you, Mrs. Vance!"

attention, grinning like a flower in

found herself edged out to the

and her thoughts drifted back to a few years ago. When House of Sweet first became a sensation, Serena longed to try it too. But there wasn't a

let it go.

morning, she woke up to find a small gift box on her bedside table. Inside was a House of Sweet dessert-her favorite, the mocha

"Supplier sent it. Do you really think I'd buy that kind

dumped over her head. In that instant, all her

desserts for Cynthia, Serena felt nothing at all. Still, she couldn't help but reflect on the vast

"Serena..."

gentle voice spoke behind

find William in his

She paused, taken aback.

smile was warm, but his gaze swept sharply over the crowd.

speak loudly, but his words cut through the