Game Over No Second Chances

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Chapter 10

The headquarters of the Larson Group was several times larger than the Zarena Group.

At 4:00 pen, Serena stood in the CEO's office on the top floor Across from her, seated at his desk reviewing documents, was the man she was about to marry- Hugh Larson

Rumors claimed he was impotent

Unlike Zach's sharp and commanding presence, the man before her exuded an almost unnatural gentleness. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a soft glow on him, making him seem entirely unthreatening.

His skin was fair, making his features appear even more striking. The deep-set eyes, the sharp bridge of his nose, and the sculpted lips with a natural dush-he was undeniably good-looking

Perhaps she had been staring too intently, as Hugh slowly lifted his gaze.

In that instant, the gentle and harmless atmosphere vanished. The air grew tense, suffocating-

It was

An indescribable pressure radiated from his eyes, making Serena's heart tighten. She suddenly realized-it wasn't gentleness at all. It was sheer indifference.

"You're not Sarah," His deep, magnetic voice broke the silence.

Serena snapped out of her daze and straightened her back, showing no sign of weakness. “No. My name is Serena Jansen. I'm here to marry you."

flicker of something unreadable

bright eyes and striking features, slowly overlapped with the Etle girl from his memories 15 years

as fierce and

was low and compelling. "A last-minute

hesitation, Serena answered, "Because

doorway, Chandler Moore, who had just been

report, froze on

must have a death wish,

what people thought of him. He only raised an eyebrow

flashed a smile, her answer nothing but sincere. "This is a marriage of convenience. There's no

slightly.

wondered if the man in Yellowbrook City was the one she loved and the reason behind her

seconds. His dark eyes were calm, but something

voice was as indifferent as ever. "Did

very afternoon of her return to Javerton City, she would be marrying a man she had just met a man rumored to have

the marriage certificate in her hand, she felt a strange sense of disconnect.

like she had finally and completely severed all ties

"Your contact information"

voice pulled her back from her thoughts. He stood beside

as he handed her his

he sent was a

in prime commercial districts. Others were serene townhouses in quiet suburban areas. There was even a riverside villa, elegant