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?"

but she forced

comes easy. Friends, opportunities-if

line of people waiting to hand it over. But in

fight for every single thing I want to

example. All it took was a few calls

place that should have been mine was

she shot him. Each word hit like a blood- soaked accusation,

long, heavy silence, he finally managed, "If you want first place, I'll organize another

laugh—breathtaking, but heartbreakingly fragile. It was the kind of smile that called to mind

don't get it. It

to participate in the cultural exchange with Eldoria, the chance to see antiques

froze

that was it—Serena's obsession with first place wasn't about reputation, but about the

never had to struggle a day in your life. I'll just ask one more time: Cynthia Lynwood for the Chatham family-do we have

to do anything to

as Gabrielle stops causing

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