Game Over No Second Chances

Chapter 328

"I'm not interested. If there's nothing else, I'll be heading back to Amber Group." Without even the slightest hesitation, Serena turned and walked away.

Pausing for even a second would have felt like an insult to the Jansen Group's collapsing stock prices.

Howard hadn't expected her to leave so decisively. He shot up from his chair in a panic.

"Nina! Sweetheart, I'm begging you, alright? If it weren't for Sarah making a mess of the island project, Jansen Group wouldn't be hanging by a thread! I wouldn't be asking you to stoop so low and to beg for help!

"We're family, for goodness sake! Are you really going to just stand there and watch me fall? That won't do you any good either!"

Hmph. Funny how he had conveniently skipped over Voyage Group's embezzlement scandal.

Serena didn't even flinch. She just walked faster, not sparing him so much as a glance.

But as she was about to step out, Howard completely lost it.

"Don't you dare walk away! You might not care about me, but what about your mother? Listen to me, your mother's last unfinished porcelain piece is still in my hands. If you refuse to help me, I'll sell it off the moment I get home!"

Serena froze mid-step.

Her mother's unfinished porcelain... Wasn't that Amber's final masterpiece before she passed away?

For a brief moment, she just stood there, stunned. Then, slowly, she turned to face Howard with her eyes colder than ice.

much longer are you planning to suck her dry?" she

to me willingly! Not like you, an ungrateful brat who married

face was dark with fury. "If you want your mother's porcelain piece, bring me the

can either stand by and watch a bunch of collectors snatch up your mother's work... or you can save your

had

who could truly honor Amber's work would never have enough money to outbid the

And those so-called collectors...

porcelain piece, they'd only lock it away, untouched, never finishing the masterpiece Amber had

just watch that

into tight

my good girl..." Howard immediately pasted on a

word, Serena had already stormed out and slammed the door behind her hard

by her attitude.

he forced himself

she had promised

it

go.

little ingrate throw

you are, in the end, you're still

her way to the Larson