Chapter 23 As soon as the door swung open, the private dining room fell into a hushed silence.
When the guests saw Aaron Vance enter, they all stood up to greet him. "Mr. Vance," they chorused.
Tonight was the birthday celebration for Frederick Foster, and Aaron, being a close friend of Frederick's, was naturally expected to make an appearance. What caught everyone off guard, however, was that he was alone. Unable to resist, someone asked, "Mr. Vance, where's Miss Sullivan?" The question barely hung in the air before another voice chimed in with a teasing remark. "Are you kidding? Since when has Serena ever missed a chance to follow Mr. Vance around? She's like his shadow." Aaron had already taken his seat, crossing his long legs with an air of cool detachment. His presence, though calm, was tinged with a frosty aura, and his expression remained inscrutable.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe chatter continued unabated. "I remember last year at Mr. Foster's birthday party, Serena was glued to Mr. Vance, watching him like a hawk to make sure no other woman got too close." Laughter erupted around the table.
Though Aaron's face was obscured by shadows, his memories were crystal clear. Last year, he had indeed brought Serena along, but it was at his suggestion, not hers. Frederick's parties were notorious for attracting celebrities and online influencers who, knowing Aaron's status, always found sexcuse to cozy up to him. He found their antics-spilling drinks on him or "accidentally" slipping into his arms-exhausting. So he brought Serena to keep the peace.
Little did he know how others perceived it.
With a flick, Aaron ignited his lighter, the blue flilluminating his features and casting sharp shadows that highlighted the intensity in his eyes.
"Serena went back to Northspire," he announced, his deep, resonant voice cutting through the dimly lit room.
For a moment, silence reigned.
Then, laughter erupted anew.
"Con, Mr. Vance. Bringing Miss Lynwood back so openly must have ruffled Serena's feathers. She's probably playing hard to get, but give it a few days. She'll be back," someone speculated.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOutsiders might not know about Aaron and Cynthia Lynwood, but those within their circle certainly did. Rumors had circulated even before Aaron and Serena officially got together, suggesting that Aaron had a girlfriend abroad. When Cynthia Lynwood returned to town, those whispers were confirmed Aaron did indeed have someone else.
It seemed Cynthia's health had given Serena her opportunity. The circle had always looked down on Serena for her apparent devotion to Aaron, seeing her as nothing more than a hanger-on. Now, learning she was the other woman made her even less favorable in their eyes.
"She's thrown tantrums before, Mr. Vance. Every tshe comes running back to you. I bet she'll be back in three days!" "I bet she'll be back by tomorrow morning!" "I bet tonight!"
The room buzzed with wagers and laughter as the impromptu betting His pool grew. Aaron, however, was not amused. His expression darkened as he pulled at his collar, feeling suffocated. He needed air and swiftly exited the room.
The guests exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what had transpired Frederick, equally om perplexed, raised an eyebrow and decided to follow Aaron out. He found him a few minutes later on the balcony, silhouetted against the moonlit sky, appearing unusually pensive.
Frederick approached, glancing at Aaron's strong profile. "Not having much fun tonight? Noubt it's O because Serena went back to Northspire. So, is it about Cynthia Lynwood?"