Game Over No Second Chances novel Chapter 230

Serena was pleased with the outcome. After all, Amber Group couldn't handle the major project Calvin had given them, so taking it would be pointless. However, she was determined to reclaim Amber's assets one by one.

She lightly tapped Hugh's palm, and his gaze softened slightly.

"That's settled then."

With that, he didn't even bother acknowledging anyone and confidently walked out of the Jansen residence with Serena.

As soon as they got into the car, before Hugh could ask if her wound hurt, Serena had already leaned in with a faint smile. "Thank you for arriving in time today."

Otherwise, even if she could have left unscathed, she wouldn't have been able to reclaim Amber's assets.

Hugh watched as her smiling face drew closer. After a brief pause, he looked away somewhat awkwardly and buckled her seatbelt for her. "Don't run around when you're unwell. Go back and rest properly."

"Alright." Serena let him fasten her seatbelt, though she was inwardly surprised.

It turned out Hugh would actually help someone fasten their seatbelt. She couldn't help but think if he had done that for other women as well. Curiosity swirled in her mind, but exhaustion soon took over, and she drifted into deep sleep.

Throughout the journey, Hugh's gaze never once left her.

...

A few days later, Rachel returned home to find Sarah with a head injury and one of their villas missing. She was so furious that she nearly fainted.

She stormed into Howard's study and burst into tears. "Howard, I just lost a son, and now you're bullying my only daughter?"

"Well, it's just a matter of whether you're willing to spend the money." Rachel gazed at him expectantly and went on about how hard it had been for her to lose the baby.

Caught between his love for Rachel and his desire for a son, Howard gave in without much thought. "Alright. I'll buy it."

"Howard, you're so good to me." Overjoyed, Rachel convinced him to splurge on an outrageously pricey villa.

Nestled in the suburban riverside, it was a neighborhood where only the richest resided. However, Rachel didn't spare the villa a single glance and simply told Sarah, "Find someone reliable and sell the villa."

Sarah hesitated as she flipped through the brochure, and she felt tempted. "But isn't it a loss to sell such a great villa?"

If she could live in a place like that, she'd finally be able to blend in with upper-class socialites. Then, no one would dare whisper behind her back that she was the daughter of a mistress.