Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 251

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

face was utterly forgettable. He managed a nervous smile.

perceptible twitch at the

onto the man's

"There's really no need-"

before the man could

went dark, Aaron's expression turned

Serena really... didn't care

to the door, only to find Cynthia

Cynthia's

Aaron's reply was curt and chilly as he brushed past her,

his retreating figure,

her, but... Serena would always be

Aaron

rang the doorbell several times, but there

across the hall opened her

me, sir,

cold and impassive. When he noticed the neighbor seemed

only to watch her

nervous.

abandoned the attempt and

Λ

with his icy demeanor. "Do you know where

seen Miss Sullivan for days. Ever since... I think it was three days ago

the neighbor said, avoiding

and staring

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