Game Over No Second Chances novel Chapter 150

"Don't shout."

Serena quickly covered Wynne's mouth.

It was the middle of the night—was she not worried about getting a noise complaint?

Wynne's eyes widened in shock as she grabbed Serena's hand and shook it frantically.

"No wonder you drive a Cullinan every day! You're basically a rich lady in Javerton City now—hurry up and text him back!" Wynne exclaimed.

"Let go of me first." Serena let out a helpless laugh as she pulled her hand away. She unlocked her phone and saw a message from Hugh.

"I have landed," he said.

How formal—just what she expected from an ally.

"OK," Serena responded just as concisely.

Wynne looked even more shocked. "You're just going to reply to your husband with a simple 'OK'?"

"That's what I sent earlier too."

Wynne hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but held back.

On second thought, though, Serena treated Hugh so coldly, yet he still bought her a Cullinan. Maybe he wasn't so bad to her after all?

The realization surprised her.

As Wynne led Serena inside, they chatted about work. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, Wynne asked, "By the way, what's going on with you and Zach?"

Earlier, she had been too caught up in her shock over Hugh. She hadn't heard a single rumor about Serena and Zach breaking up.

After a brief pause, Serena gave her a quick rundown of what had happened.

Compared to Ruth, Wynne had a much clearer understanding of Serena and Zach's history. The moment she learned the details, her anger flared up instantly.

"You helped him build his business so he could live luxuriously, and he repaid you by sneaking off to Javerton City with a mistress to expand his empire?"

Serena couldn't help but laugh at Wynne's blunt outrage, but Wynne only glared at her.

"What's so funny? If it weren't for you, Zach wouldn't be where he is today!

…

Just then, still shaking off the last traces of his hangover, Zach sneezed hard.

Someone must have been bad-mouthing him behind his back.

At that moment, a message from Morton popped up on his phone.

"Here's everything on the violinist from that night's concert, including her contact details."

"Got it," Zach replied before opening the file.

The masked violinist from that night had left a lasting impression on him—her performance had been absolutely mesmerizing.

As he scrolled through the documents, a photo of a delicate, elegant young woman appeared on the screen. Below it was her name—Kade Winter.

Just then, Wendy walked in, carrying a glass of honey water. Her eyes landed on the photo on his screen.

Who was that? Could it be… Zach had his eye on someone else?