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

everything comes easy.

waiting to hand it over. But in my

every single

took was a few calls from you,

should have been

shot him. Each word hit

finally managed, "If you want first place, I'll organize

laugh—breathtaking, 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,

don't get it. It was

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

froze in

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

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

face darkened. "I'm not going to do anything to the

as Gabrielle stops

her grip on Cynthia. "I hope you'll