Chapter 252

Of course she refused-she cried and screamed, insisting her father had to come back.

Yet somehow, her father relented in the end.

What happened after that, she could no longer recall. All that remained was the

memory of seeing her father again, this time in a hospital room.

Everything in that room was white.

Her father, swathed in bandages, was white.

The ceiling was white.

So were the bed sheets.

It was a blinding, sterile white that sent her heart racing with unease.

Later, the tall, handsome man she called her father was reduced to a small box, cradled in her trembling hands.

It felt as if a giant fist squeezed around Serena's heart.

She could barely breathe.

Hotel.

Inside the presidential suite.

Aaron Vance stared at his phone, his gaze dark and unreadable as he watched the man on the screen.

a word? Just blocked

was utterly forgettable. He managed a nervous smile. "After I sent Serena the two photos you forwarded me,

a barely perceptible twitch at the corner

cold stare locking onto the man's face. "Understood. Victor will transfer your

"There's really no need-"

up before

dark, Aaron's expression turned

really...

to the door, only to find Cynthia Lynwood standing there, holding a

Cynthia's voice was subdued,

chilly as he brushed past her, long strides carrying him

retreating figure, her

promised to marry her, but... Serena would always be

the hotel, Aaron drove

the doorbell several times, but there was no

across the hall opened her

Aaron curiously before speaking. "Excuse me, sir, are you here to

face was cold and impassive. When he noticed the neighbor seemed uneasy, he

smile only to watch

nervous.

abandoned the attempt and

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icy demeanor. "Do

for days. Ever since... I think it was three days ago she

the neighbor said, avoiding

gaze and

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