Game Over No Second Chances novel Chapter 169

Serena really didn't lack the money to buy a six-figure shirt.

When Wendy turned back, she noticed that Zach was still staring at Serena's retreating figure. This only fueled her anger, and she quickly put on a pitiful, teary-eyed expression as she stepped forward.

"It's all my fault for being in poor health and not being able to make money to spend on you like Serena does."

She added, "When Serena was together with Hugh, she never spent money so extravagantly. Hugh probably wouldn't dare to flaunt a shirt from his mistress either. Do you think Serena is buying this for her new lover?"

She deliberately emphasized the words new lover.

Zach immediately thought of the man in the car that day, his gaze darkening. As if dealing with Hugh wasn't enough—now there was another man ahead of him.

His face turned cold, and he ordered his assistant to investigate.

Behind him, Wendy smirked smugly.

"Serena, sooner or later, Zach will see your true, fickle nature!" she thought to herself. "By then, even if you don't want to be Hugh's mistress and try to come crawling back to Zach, it'll be impossible."

Only she could stand by Zach.

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Serena returned to her car with the shirt she just bought. Her phone buzzed non-stop with messages from Sarah.

What kind of nonsense was she stirring up now? Annoyed, Serena opened the app.

A photo immediately caught her eye. In the picture, Hugh stood shoulder to shoulder with a woman with long, wavy hair.

They were tucked away in an inconspicuous corner, their shoulders pressed together as they gazed at each other, smiles lingering at the corners of their lips.

They looked very close.

Sarah's messages followed right after.

Sarah: "That's Hugh's secret lover abroad."

Sarah: "Serena, you can't even hold onto an impotent man. You should be grateful that Mr. Larson can't get anyone pregnant—otherwise, your position would be in serious jeopardy."

Sarah: "You better be careful not to get dumped, or you'll end up like your beggar friends."

Alicia arrived at the same time, riding her little electric scooter. Her hair and clothes were a mess from the wind, but her eyes were still bright.

Serena stepped out of the car. Today, she wasn't dressed in business attire but in something loose and comfortable.

She had gotten up early to buy Hugh a shirt, and wearing high heels while speed-walking through stores was exhausting.

The two of them headed toward the company entrance together.

Just as Serena was about to introduce herself at the front desk, the receptionist rolled her eyes.

"You country bumpkins should stop dreaming about coming into big companies like ours to beg. There's no food, no drinks, and no place for you to rest here. We have important guests today, so hurry up and get lost!"

The security guard also came. "Shoo, shoo! Look at yourselves—rushing straight to the front desk, acting like you're some kind of corporate managers sent by headquarters."

His eyes swept over Alicia's wrinkled pants, his expression full of disdain.

Alicia's eyes nearly popped out of her head. She asked, "Wait! Is this the company I'm joining, or a gang hideout?"