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!"

the attention, grinning

edged out to

to a few years ago. When House of Sweet first became a sensation, Serena longed to try it too. But there wasn't a single branch in Alderburg. She could

let it go.

Sweet dessert-her favorite, the mocha flavor. Thrilled, she barely bothered to change out of her pajamas before dashing downstairs to ask Aaron if it

barely looked at her before replying coldly, "Supplier sent it. Do

ice water dumped over her head. In that instant,

watching Aaron airfreight desserts for Cynthia, Serena felt nothing at all. Still, she couldn't help but

"Serena..."

voice

find William in his

She paused, taken aback.

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

but his