NovelEndChapter 162 "Samuel may not have your wealth and influence, but L.S. Entertainment wouldn't be what it is today without him. He certainly deserves your respect, at least enough for a toast!" Serena's voice cut through the room like a bitter winter wind, cold and piercing.
Aaron tilted his head back, gazing at Serena silently. After a moment, a slight smirk curled his lips, but his eyes remained as icy as ever. "He doesn't deserve it." Serena took a deep breath. She knew that continuing this argument with Aaron would only fuel his stubbornness. She raised her glass, downed the contents in one swift motion, and then turned the glass upside down on the table. "Satisfied, Mr. Vance?" A sharp pain twisted in her stomach, causing her to frown briefly, but she quickly masked it with a calm demeanor. Aaron's gaze grew even colder.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust then, a muffled sobbing broke the tense silence in the room. "Aaron, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I insisted on coming in, and now..." Cynthia Lynwood's voice trembled as she clutched her face, tears streaming down her cheeks. "It's all my fault. I'll leave right away..." With that, she fled the room. Serena seized the moment. "Aren't you going to follow her, Mr. Vance?" Aaron's eyes narrowed, locking onto Serena's. "Do you wantto?" "Of course." His gaze was as cold as ever, but a sardonic smile played on his lips before he turned and left.
As the door closed behind Aaron and Cynthia, the remaining guests exchanged uneasy glances and murmurs of disbelief.
"Serena, are you alright?" Samuel asked with concern. "I should have done better research. If I'd known Mr. Vance and Miss Lynwood would be here..." "Samuel, it's not your fault," Serena reassured him. She glanced around at the other attendees, who sat frozen in their seats, hesitant to touch their food. She smiled warmly, "Con, everyone, let's not sit here like statues. Dig in!" Her encouragement finally broke the tension, and everyone began to eat, though the atmosphere never quite regained its earlier warmth.
The farewell party ended on a subdued note.
"I'm sorry, Serena. I wanted this to be a memorable night for you, but it turned out..." Samuel apologized again as they left the hotel. "I really am sorry." "I already told you, it's not your fault." "But I wanted to give you a..." Samuel sighed. "L.S. Entertainment isn't just something you and Aaron built. It holds memories of all of us working together, even if it was brief... like fleeting fireflies." Serena paused, watching Samuel, who was lost in nostalgia. Her gaze softened. "Samuel..." He turned, realizing she had fallen behind. "Why did you stop?" Serena looked into Samuel's eyes. They were as pure as untouched snow on a mountaintop.
"Would you mind takinghome?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSamuel blinked in surprise, then his eyes crinkled with a genuine smile. "Of course.
They drove in silence. When they reached her apartment complex, Serena opened the car door and looked back at Samuel. "Goodnight." "Goodnight." Samuel's smile widened, his eyes twinkling with warmth.
Serena pressed her lips together, suppressing a smile as she headed towards the entrance. She didn't turn the entrance back, she didn't need to. She knew Samuel's gaze would follow her, just as it had for the past seven years whenever he stood behind her. If being with Samuel promised happiness, then why not give it a chance? With this thought, Serena felt a newfound lightness, her steps buoyant with hope.
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