Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 268

"This..."

"Well, actually..."

No one dared meet William's eyes. Heads remained bowed, the silence thick.

William's voice was calm but carried an unmistakable authority. "I understand- you're all here chasing stories, just trying to make a living. But Miss Sullivan isn't a celebrity; there's nothing juicy to dig up about her. Now, I do have plenty of gossip about real stars. If you're interested, my assistant can take you somewhere private to talk."

Instantly, the reporters perked up, their eyes lighting up with anticipation.

In a flurry, they followed Finn out of the lobby.

Serena watched as the crowd of journalists disappeared almost as quickly as they'd arrived, genuine surprise flickering in her gaze.

"They... just left?"

William smiled at her, a hint of gentle amusement in his eyes. "Given the choice between offending the Grayson family and getting their hands on some blockbuster celebrity gossip, it's not a difficult decision. These people aren't fools -they'll always do what's best for themselves."

Serena turned to him, gratitude softening her features. "Thank you."

entrance. "You'd better

nodded in return, starting toward the television studio. After a few steps, a thought struck

"William."

He paused. "Yes?"

real? And if it is, can you give me a heads-up

bright with mischief. His own gaze softened, a trace of

bloomed

her hair, and then turned back toward

TV station, Rosa and Cynthia Lynwood

were deep in conversation

the waiting audience caught

but suddenly someone shouted, "Serena, you've

and the accusation was swiftly echoed by dozens of

entire studio reverberated with the chant,

a smug satisfaction blooming

aired, she'd found herself on the receiving end of vicious online attacks. Panic had set in immediately-she'd called Aaron in a hurry, desperate for

for reasons

taken her call, Aaron hadn't come back to the hotel. Anxiety gnawed at her until,

Cynthia being attacked hardly seemed to faze him. It was only when Serena's name was dragged through the mud that he actually scowled, his