NovelEndChapter 151 A cold glint flashed in Wendy's eyes. She was still dealing with Serena, and now there was another woman in the picture? Swallowing her jealousy and resentment, she put on an innocent facade and leaned in.
"Zach, this young woman has such an elegant presence. Did a headhunter recruit her as a senior executive?" "No." Zach casually handed her the documents to take a look.
"She's a violinist with the Luna Orchestra. Her performance at the last concert was exceptional. If she agrees to tutor you, it could really help elevate your skills." Wendy froze for a moment. Then, a wave of wild joy surged through her.
So that was it-Zach was trying to pave the way for her! In her mind, Wendy already imagined herself joining the Luna Orchestra, gaining fame, and eventually marrying Zach.
Overcwith excitement, she threw herself into Zach's arms, lifted her head, and kissed his cheek.
"Zach, I knew you-" "You've crossed a line." Zach's face hardened as he pushed her away and wiped the spot where she had kissed him. But when he caught the glimpse of disappointment in Wendy's eyes, he hesitated and stopped himself from wiping his cheek.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I know you're happy, but be careful not to do things that could be misunderstood," he said.
Without another word, he turned and walked back to his room.
Wendy collapsed onto the couch, her fists clenched in frustration. Crossed a line? How? Zach had done so much for her. What was wrong with showing gratitude by kissing him? Her eyes welled up with tears as a deep sense of resentment slowly took root in her heart.
It was well past midnight when Serena finally made it back to her apartment.
She knew once Wynne got absorbed in her work, there was no pulling her away. Still, she hadn't anticipated Wynne being so fixated on Amber's porcelain collection.
When Serena left, Wynne was still engrossed in her research, her eyes shadowed by dark circles. Serena, in contrast, was drained and decided to head hearly.
As she parked, she noticed the Crestview Bay property management team was busy working on the elevators.
The person in charge said, "Moving forward, each building's elevator will operate under a new system. Each unit will receive a designated keycard, programmed to access only its assigned floor. This measure is intended to prevent unauthorized movement between floors and minimize disruptions." "Got it." The team had been working through the night to set up the new system, but the elevator was still in service.
As Serena stepped in, she noticed the property staff showing her an unusually high level of respect.
It didn't take long for her to figure it out-Hugh must have arranged this and given them a heads-up. It was likely to prevent Wendy and Zach from causing trouble on the top floor, as they had in the past.
Just as she was thinking this, her phone rang.
It was Hugh.
When she answered, he sounded surprised that she was still awake at this hour.
"I thought you were asleep, so I was waiting for you to wake up and reply." "No, I just got back from seeing a friend. I'm about to head upstairs to sleep." Serena stifled a yawn and hugged her cat a little tighter.
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"You just left, and now the property management team is already making changes to the elevator-one one keycard Ε per household, each linked to a specific floor. Did you arrange that?" There was a pause on the other end of the line. Hugh hadn't expected Serena to be awake, let alone notice the changes.
"Yeah. Last time, someone caused trouble, and you ended up in the hospital. Now that I'm away from w ке kim@way Javerton City and you're halone, your safety is my priority. If you're not hyet, don't hang up. Wait until you're safely inside." Hugh's voice remained as emotionless as ever.
But as Serena watched the elevator floor numbers rise slowly, a deep sense of reassurance washed over her.
She asked him a few questions about his business trip, and he answered each one ask Wickly However, he didn't ask Which friends she had met or what she had been up to. When Serena finally reached her floor, she said, "I'm home." "Get srest. Goodnight." Hugh's voice softened, as if he were afraid of disturbing her sleep.
Then, the line went dead.
As she opened the door, the room was empty, and darkness enveloped her. But she didn't feel alone or scared.
Even though Hugh wasn't physically there, she knew he was always looking out for her.
He was, without a doubt, a reliable ally.
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