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

a nervous smile. "After I sent Serena

eyes, a barely perceptible twitch at the corner of his

stare locking onto the man's face.

"There's really no need-"

up before the

screen went dark,

Serena really... didn't

to the door, only to find

heading out?" Cynthia's voice

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

retreating figure, her

her, but... Serena would always be

Aaron drove straight to

the doorbell several times, but there was no

the neighbor across the

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

impassive. When he

smile only to watch her grown

more nervous. So

abandoned the attempt and

Λ

demeanor. "Do you

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

neighbor said, avoiding O at

and staring

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