Game Over No Second Chances

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Chapter 113

The public lounge outside the venue was a quiet terrace, sparsely populated with only the night breeze and the bartender.

"Would you like a drink?"

The bartender skillfully juggled a glass while adding some ice cubes and whiskey, with droplets of water flying out like sparks.

Serena leaned lazily against the glass railing and raised a finger. "I don't want to get drunk, so I'll just have a glass of orange juice."

"As you wish," the bartender replied, maintaining a gentle smile.

The bright orange fruit landed in his hands, tumbling and spinning before being squeezed into the juicer.

Serena was idly wondering if all bartenders liked to show off their tricks when Wendy walked

over.

Wendy asked, "Hugh didn't come today, did he? Is he worried that the media will take a photo of you two and that his wife will find out? Serena, is it so happy being the mistress of a rich man?"

Serena clicked her tongue. The true master of playing tricks had arrived.

their hair, and Wendy squinted as

amusement. "I'm quite satisfied with

smile faltered,

face, remembering how she

a girl from the

seemed like

ang of sympa

Serena had ta pang

for her. She had watched her clutch a tattered textbook, her shoes worn from walking rough paths and her shoulders

dressed her in clean, neat school uniforms, and

Wendy hadn't excelled in her studies.

the home she had shared with Zach, taking her place like an unwelcome presence, slowly spreading and contaminating everything around

Wendy again, the soul that had once screamed at the unfairness. of the

glass railing and walked over to the bartender to

juice, it's my choice,"

do you still remember what it feels

man, she was capable of making her own choices. She had

until there was nothing left. Serena couldn't help but wonder what Wendy's life would be

gaze, her eyes filled with mockery and