Chapter 281

However, this time, it really did seem like Cynthia Lynwood had only come to warn her.

Serena drove around for a long while, but nothing happened.

Still, she couldn't shake the unease.

Better safe than sorry.

She gave her car a thorough check, making sure everything was in order before finally pulling out onto the road.

...

Hotel.

When Frederick Foster stepped into the suite, he almost wondered if he'd gotten the wrong room.

The place was pitch-black-there wasn't a single light on.

Only the faint glow from the hallway let him barely make out Aaron sitting in the living room.

He flicked on the lights.

Suddenly, the room was awash in brightness.

But the figure on the couch didn't move an inch. He just sat there, utterly still, as if he'd turned to stone.

immediately caught the heavy scent of alcohol clinging

"What's going on

sat slumped forward, apparently oblivious to

reached out

away as if burned, shaking him off

"Don't touch me!"

cold and

could see Aaron's eyes

Frederick pulled out his phone. "I'm

"No."

not okay. Just let

eyes were dull with exhaustion,

muttering, "Fine, have it

glass of red wine from

of how many times he'd seen Aaron drink himself

since

Weren't you the one who said that when the songbird finally flies away, she'll find out the world isn't as

dare to needle Aaron like

slammed the bottle down

with a bang.

leapt

known Aaron

others said about Aaron's temper

you didn't hit a nerve, Aaron rarely lost

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