Game Over No Second Chances novel Chapter 339

It was almost like Hugh was afraid Serena would misunderstand him. He did look forward to the new house and the wedding.

Once she got his answer, Serena finally looked up at him.

As expected of Hugh, he always owned up to his words and actions.

After a moment's hesitation, she cautiously raised the next topic. "Then should we start preparing for the house and the wedding?"

"I'll take care of it," Hugh replied, leaving no room for argument.

He wasn't going to let what happened in Crestview Bay repeat itself. He wouldn't let someone like Zach keep barging in and disrupting them, especially when Serena had even gotten hurt because of it.

He immediately told Chandler to look into villas that required financial vetting before purchase. The last thing he wanted was Zach attaching himself to them like some clingy leech.

Serena had no objections.

It was a business marriage to begin with. The wedding and the house were always supposed to be covered by the Larson family. Letting Hugh handle it was clearly the safest choice.

She was more than happy to leave it to him. It even freed up time for her to join Ruth for an afternoon tea.

Ruth tossed her sunglasses onto the table and dragged the chair out with a loud screech, earning a few annoyed glances from nearby diners.

Serena gave her a hush gesture before asking with a chuckle, "What's with the bad mood today?"

"Do you remember Kade Winter, that girl I kicked out?"

Ruth dropped into the seat, her face full of irritation. She pulled out two crumpled flyers from her bag and slapped them down.

Kade's photo was right there, with bold letters below it that read "Former Luna Orchestra Member".

"She's not even in our orchestra anymore, yet she's out there using our name to make money. She is now teaching kids violin. That's not even the worst part.

Her beloved violin, worth more than ten thousand, now leaned against a cracked and peeling wall.

Kade's eyes turned red with rage.

"Those bitches! Can't you two just leave me the hell alone? Ruth… Serena… Do you have to ruin me completely?"

She clutched her head and screamed in her crumbling apartment.

If no money came in soon, she'd have no choice but to start selling off her designer goods for cash. Those handbags and heels were her image. She couldn't bear to part with a single one.

Just then, a message popped up on her phone.

"Ms. Winter, would you really not consider playing that piece again?"