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."

unreadable passed through Hugh's

features, slowly overlapped with the Etle

still just as fierce

his voice was low and compelling. "A last-minute replacement?

"Because Sarah thinks

Moore, who had just been about to knock and

froze on the

family must have a death wish,

people thought of him. He

her answer nothing but sincere. "This is a marriage of convenience. There's no love involved. Why would I have

slightly. He

if the man in Yellowbrook City was the one she

Serena for 30 seconds. His dark eyes were

finally spoke, his voice was as indifferent

be marrying a man she had just met a man rumored to have a hidden medical condition. And yet, there she was, standing

a strange sense of disconnect. It was as if she had stepped into an entirely

moment, it felt like she had finally and

"Your contact information"

from her thoughts. He stood beside her, backlit by the fading sunlight, his

handed her his phone, the gesture

he sent was a city map. A few red circles

in quiet suburban