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?"

eyes reddened, but she

comes easy. Friends,

line of people waiting to hand it over. But

for every single thing I want to

it took was a few calls

should have been mine was snatched away-just

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

"If you want first place, I'll organize

called to mind an orchid blooming on the edge of a

get

the cultural exchange with Eldoria, the chance to see antiques I've

froze in

with first place wasn't about reputation, but

You've never had to struggle a day in your life. I'll just ask one more time: Cynthia Lynwood for

"I'm not going to do anything to the Chatham

as Gabrielle stops

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