Game Over No Second Chances

Chapter 405

Serena didn't even look up, completely unaware of the attention around her.

Smiling, she pulled out a wristwatch and began explaining its origin and design concept with genuine enthusiasm, her voice full of life.

A few nearby guests began to take notice.

"What a unique perspective," one of them remarked.

"I must say, your taste in Carolyn's Dreamscape collection is impeccable. It's leading the industry right now."

"Carolyn's work may not always be limited edition, but it's undeniably trendsetting. I didn't expect the daughter of Amber Hanson to have such deep insight. I've really underestimated you-I should've come over to chat much earlier."

"This tie clip is quite distinctive too. It really suits Mr. Hugh."

Before long, Serena was effortlessly blending into the crowd, holding court with charm and ease. Hugh remained beside her, his expression as unreadable and cool as always, quietly standing by and listening attentively.

It was as if, in the world of design she loved so much, Serena didn't need to do anything at all. She shone just by being there.

And in Hugh's eyes, she was all he could see.

Cole, unable to even find an opening to greet her, felt his frustration boil over. He turned on his heel and left.

stood frozen where he left her,

Design. Turns out the so-called couple doesn't know the

herself in the foot. But Mr. Hugh's wife? Now, that's impressive. Try

seriously don't get how the Larson family could

a shotgun wedding. It wouldn't be the first time someone used a baby to get through

red with humiliation. The smell

stairs, slipping out to the small courtyard behind the

formation, she gagged uncontrollably for a long while-until it felt like even bile was

out a sob. "Why can't Cole be like Hugh?

of wind blew

clean herself up and go back inside when something made her

She hadn't even had a single

raised her hand to her lower abdomen, a glimmer of something flashing in

Was she

evening breeze had most of the female guests

curled deeper into her soft fur shawl, sipping fruit juice to soothe her throat,

tonight. It's super warm.

little thing, domesticated and

slightly. "You look

I?" Serena squinted at