Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown novel Chapter 198

Serena dialed Frederick's number. "Where's Aaron?"

Frederick was sitting in a dimly lit bar, the surprising call from Serena making him pull back his phone to check the caller ID. Indeed, it was her. His usual carefree expression turned into a curious smile.

He glanced over at the man seated in the middle of their booth.

The room was dark, obscuring the man's face, but his relaxed posture, leaning casually against the sofa armrest, was clear.

He seemed to be in good spirits.

Frederick looked at his phone again.

It seemed... they had patched things up once more.

Of course, in this world, anyone could break up, but Serena and Aaron? Never.

Frederick gave her the address.

Serena hung up without a word of thanks.

How rude.

Frederick shrugged.

Serena didn't like him. He had sensed it from their first meeting.

The feeling was mutual.

Someone like Frederick, who treated relationships as a mere spice of life, despised those who wore their hearts on their sleeves.

An hour later.

Serena arrived at the bar.

With a staff member guiding her, she reached the door of Aaron's private booth.

"This is the place."

"Thank you!" Serena watched the staff member leave before turning her attention to the heavy door in front of her.

She didn't need to step inside to imagine the scene.

Frederick had likely invited a motley crew of friends.

And naturally, they would have brought their dates.

"Hahaha, I told you Serena couldn't stay away from Mr. Vance."

"This time she held out quite a while, but in the end, she's back! Miss Sullivan is the real comedian."

"Miss Sullivan loves Mr. Vance too much to let go..."

The women's voices were grating, prompting Aaron to furrow his brow. But upon hearing the last comment, his expression softened slightly, and when he looked at Serena, a hint of amusement danced in his dark eyes. "What do you want to talk about?"

"I need to speak with you alone," Serena said, meeting Aaron's gaze head-on.

Ignoring the mocking stares around her.

Aaron tilted his head slightly, a smile playing on his lips. "Serena, this isn't a hotel where you can come and go as you please..."

"I'm afraid you're mistaken, Mr. Vance. I'm not here to reconcile. This is about Miss Lynwood."

Silence.

A deathly quiet spread through the room.

You could barely hear anyone breathe.