LittleNovelChapter 12 She pitied her father, wondering why he had fallen for someone like Penelope when he was younger.
Her father had originally been a restoration expert at the prestigious Valerian Academy of Sciences, skilled in the art of restoring ancient books, paintings, watches, and various artifacts. He was a well-rounded professional. While he might not have becincredibly wealthy, he certainly could have led a very comfortable life.
But Penelope had always looked down on his work, dismissing it as mere tinkering. She insisted that he go into business instead. Although her father was not fond of social interactions, he left his job and ventured into the business world for Penelope's sake.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSmart and sincere, he quickly made a nfor himself in the antique trade. As the Sullivan family's business grew, his tat hdwindled. The last tSerena saw him was on a pristine white hospital bed.
With frail hands, Xander clung to her, saying, "Serena, all those antiques are yours. Remember, they are for you. Never... never give them to anyone! Not even your mother!" At the time, Serena didn't understand what her father meant. It wasn't until the seventh day after Xander's passing, when she met Tyler and Bella, that she finally realized the truth. While her father was out working tirelessly, Penelope had already been carrying on with Tyler and even had a daughter with him. All the wealth her father had amassed ended up with Penelope, except for a villa full of antiques, which Serena held onto tightly. She had transported them from the north to the south, and then back again. These were the only things her father had left her, and she would protect them fiercely, no matter the cost.
Ding- A text message popped up. It was from William.
Serena snapped back to reality.
"Let's meet at the Helene Grand Hotel entrance on Wednesday night." The Helene Grand Hotel was where Serena was currently staying.
She frowned, "Aren't we supposed to get the marriage license on Friday?" William, reading her message, could almost picture Serena's look of disdain, and the smile on his lips grew wider. "Even though ours is a marriage of convenience without feelings, we'll be spending our lives together. I don't want the news to capture us getting our marriage certificate with cold faces on the day of. So, I think a little rehearsal is necessary." "Okay." Serena's response was prompt.
This surprised William a bit. In fact, his request was trivial compared to what Aaron had demanded, so Serena didn't want to argue with William and waste time. Besides, protecting those antiques required more than just her own strength; she needed William.
Wednesday arrived in the blink of an eye.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAaron was seated in his SUV, listening to Victor's video call update on the latest developments.
"Mr. Grayson knows you're arriving in Northspire tonight and has arranged a hotel for you. It's a presidentiam suite on the top floor of the hotel where I am currently staying. I've checked the room, and everything is arranged according to your preferences." "Alright," Aaron replied absentmindedly.
Victor had been by his side for years. If Victor had no objections, then everything was in order. Victor M sensed Aaron's distraction but knew better than to ask. Over the years, he had learned what to inquire about and what to leave alone.
After ending the call, Aaron finally understood his unease. On this business trip, Serena hadn't sent him apy wishes for a safe journey, nor had she texted him the local weather forecast or packed any stomach medication for him.
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