Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown novel Chapter 161

"Is this a party or a confession meeting?"

Aaron's voice cut through the air with a commanding presence that seemed to penetrate walls, silencing everyone in the room instantly.

After a long pause, Samuel finally spoke, "Mr. Vance, they're just joking around, no harm intended. Today is a farewell party I organized for Serena..."

"A farewell party?" Aaron arched an eyebrow, his gaze dangerously fixed on Serena. "Didn't you say you wouldn't leave Alderburg?"

A faint smile played on Serena's lips. Aaron still had no idea about the division of shares.

"It's a farewell from L.S. Entertainment."

Aaron's gaze faltered, locking onto Serena's smile, which he found glaringly conspicuous.

"You don't want L.S. Entertainment anymore?"

"That's right."

Aaron let out a cold chuckle. "So that's how little L.S. Entertainment means to you? All your previous concern was just an act, wasn't it?"

Serena ignored the pang of bitterness within her, smiling as she replied, "Think what you like. After this week, L.S. Entertainment has nothing to do with me."

Aaron narrowed his eyes.

After a moment, he turned to Cynthia Lynwood. "Weren't you saying you were bored lately? How about I let you manage L.S. Entertainment?"

Cynthia beamed with delight. "Really?"

Aaron glanced meaningfully at Serena. "As long as Miss Sullivan doesn't mind."

"Mr. Vance..." Samuel began, unable to hold back.

L.S. Entertainment was a company that Aaron and Serena had built together. How could it just be handed over to Cynthia Lynwood?

Serena gave Samuel a reassuring look before addressing Aaron, "After next week, the company will have no ties to me. Mr. Vance can entrust it to anyone he wishes."

Aaron clenched the stem of his wine glass. "Cynthia, from now on, L.S. Entertainment is yours to manage."

"Serena..." Samuel interjected, holding the glass. "Your stomach isn't well. Let me drink for you."

"No need, Samuel. I can handle it myself."

Serena tried to push Samuel's hand away, but he held the glass firmly.

Watching them, Aaron's voice took on a chilling edge. "You two seem close, but... does VP Lewis think you're worthy of drinking my toast?"

Samuel's expression shifted, but he quickly regained his composed demeanor. "I may not be worthy of drinking Mr. Vance's toast, but at least I wouldn't force a woman to drink..."

"Bang!" Before he could finish, Aaron slammed his wine glass onto the table with a resounding crash.

Faces around the room turned pale, breaths held, as everyone tried to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible.

Samuel lowered his head, though his posture remained upright.

In the tense silence of the room, only Serena kept her head up, her gaze softly flowing over Aaron.