Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 300

Now, there was nothing left between them-Aaron had even less reason to listen to her.

Serena's gaze darted to the fruit knife lying on the table.

She gritted her teeth, snatched up the knife, and pressed it sharply against Cynthia Lynwood's throat.

Cynthia's breath caught in her chest-the sensation was all too familiar.

"Serena..." she whispered, fear trembling in her voice.

"Serena!" Aaron's face was tight with worry. "What are you doing?"

Seeing the concern in Aaron's eyes, Serena, oddly enough, calmed herself. The blade hovered just at Cynthia's neck as she spoke in a cold, steady tone. "Is this reason enough? Leave the Chatham family alone, or—"

Tears began streaming down Cynthia's cheeks. "Aaron, please help me! I don't want to die..."

Aaron's frustration boiled over. "Serena, do you even realize what you're doing? This is a crime. Is it really worth it for someone who's basically a stranger?"

she forced

your world, everything comes

line of people waiting

every single thing I

example. All it took was a few calls

place that should have been mine was

icy glare she shot him. Each word hit like a blood- soaked accusation, leaving a painful ache in

"If you want first place, I'll organize another competition just for

but heartbreakingly fragile. It was the kind of smile that called to mind an orchid blooming on the edge of a cliff, beautiful and perilous, ready to

get it.

in the cultural exchange with Eldoria, the

froze in

was it—Serena's obsession with first place

you? You've never had to struggle a day in your life.

not going to do anything to the Chatham family,

stops

her grip on Cynthia. "I hope you'll keep your word, Mr.