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 back the

comes easy. Friends,

waiting

to fight for every single thing

example. All it took was a few calls from you,

that should have been mine was

him. Each word hit like a blood- soaked accusation, leaving a painful

you want first place,

a laugh—breathtaking, but heartbreakingly fragile. It was the kind of smile that called to mind an orchid blooming on the

still don't get

in the cultural exchange with Eldoria, the

froze in

first place wasn't about reputation, but about the

am I even explaining this to you? You've never had to struggle a day in your life. I'll just

not going to do anything to the

as Gabrielle stops causing trouble

grip on Cynthia. "I hope you'll