Caleb Lockwood’s eyelids slightly lifted.
This result shouldn’t have surprised him.
Since that day in ridia, after he showed Serena Jennings the divorce certificate, it was as if she had removed him from her life.
So the night she got the divorce certificate, Serena left the hotel and lingered with Justin Nash.
And now...
Serena’s side was now accompanied by Ethan White.
Ethan White saw Caleb Lockwood’s hands tightly clenched into fists at his sides.
"Mr. Lockwood, when visiting a patient, naturally their wishes co first. Please leave!"
Caleb Lockwood didn’t say another word, turned around, and left.
In the middle of winter, he broke out in a sweat.
The result was that he t with a closed door.
For the first ti, Caleb Lockwood felt like an idiot.
In the hospital room, Serena was lying on the bed, with just a casual glance able to catch a view of the scenery downstairs—
Caleb Lockwood was strutting towards his imperial blue Bentley.
Ethan White opened the door to find Serena just pulling her gaze back from the window.
"Apples, strawberries, mangoes, grapes... which one do you want to eat?"
"Hmm... the apple, I guess!"
Ethan White picked up a washed apple, about to peel it.
"I’ll do it myself!"
Serena stretched out her hand to Ethan White.
"Your hand is wrapped in a bandage!"
With Ethan White’s reminder, Serena looked at her hand wrapped like a rice dumpling and gave a bitter smile: "Right, I’m a patient now."
Just as Serena was hospitalized, Claire Shaw imdiately joined forces with Cynthia Fulton to host a reception.
This reception entertained all of Serena’s clients.
Currently, all of Serena’s clients ca from the banquet Queen Elizabeth attended, so connecting with them through Cynthia Fulton was not difficult.
At the reception, Claire Shaw explained to all the guests, saying that she was set up by Serena at the banquet, that Serena secretly swapped her designed crown with a children’s crown.
Of course, without evidence, the guests couldn’t imdiately believe just her words.
"Ladies and gentlen, rest assured..."
Claire Shaw stood on stage, holding a mic, radiant.
This feeling of being in the lilight hadn’t occurred in a long ti.
This was how it should be...
Claire Shaw wore a confident smile.
She hadn’t invited Caleb Lockwood to this reception.
Because it wasn’t yet ti.
"The day after tomorrow, I’ll have a showdown with Serena onsite, to restore antique jewelry for the Xylos Museum... By then, it will be clear who possesses genuine talent and who is a counterfeit."
"In front of industry insiders, I’ll make Serena convincingly lose."
Claire Shaw bragged boldly, already envisioning her victory.
Cynthia Fulton initially wanted to get back at Serena for the humiliation of the wedding day, but Claire Shaw hadn’t seen Cynthia Fulton make a move.
So she proactively contacted Cynthia Fulton, probing her intentions.
Cynthia Fulton originally intended to hire a bunch of thugs to assault Serena.
But just that was insufficient for Claire Shaw.
If they’re going to do it, why not be more thorough?
She knew that Serena, through a client’s referral, had won an opportunity to restore antique jewelry for the Xylos Museum.
Serena’s career was restarting, and she had a protector by her side, while Claire’s career and love life were all in decline.
Claire Shaw felt Serena absorbed her good fortune, stealing the light that was supposed to belong to her.
So she told Cynthia Fulton to instruct those thugs not only to assault Serena but to also ruin her hands, to break her fingers one by one.
Doesn’t Serena have high craft skills?
Now disabled, she wanted to see how Serena would restore antique jewelry.
Claire Shaw herself contacted the Xylos Museum, and eventually, they agreed to let her and Serena perform restorations on-site and would choose whoever did better.
Claire Shaw wanted Caleb Lockwood to witness Serena’s thorough defeat.
A woman with crippled hands, unable to fend for herself, wouldn’t attract a second glance from soone like Caleb Lockwood.
This ti, she wanted to ensure Serena would never get back up!
After the reception, nearly half of the guests beca Claire Shaw’s new clients, and she was confident that the remaining half would be won over after the restoration of the antique jewelry.
By then Serena would have nothing left.
As for Ethan White, Claire Shaw would rather he serve Serena hand and foot once her hands were crippled.
If the two of them were inseparable, then Serena wouldn’t pursue her Caleb Lockwood.
The Lockwood Group.
Mr. Miller could tell Caleb Lockwood wasn’t in a good mood, but he still had to report what needed to be reported.
"President Lockwood, those thugs have been found... their hands are crippled and they’ve been jailed..."
Caleb Lockwood was silent.
"Also, the orthopedic doctor you contacted... was chased away by Miss Jennings."
Caleb Lockwood, sitting at his desk, suddenly raised his eyes.
Mr. Miller shuddered.
It had been a long ti since he’d seen that look from Caleb Lockwood.
"When did I find an orthopedic doctor?"
Mr. Miller’s mouth twitched wildly.
If you didn’t instruct, why would I bother finding an orthopedic doctor?
"Then what about those dicines..."
"Throw them out."
Caleb Lockwood ordered.
"Yes, I’ll do it right away."
Before Mr. Miller could leave the office, Caleb Lockwood called him back.
"Return them before throwing them out."
Mr. Miller: ...
You knew they’d be returned and still sent them?
"Yes, I’ll do it right away."
Mr. Miller personally delivered the dicine to the hospital, only to see them all returned, as expected.
However, this ti he t Serena in person.
"President Lockwood, I think Miss Jennings looks and feels quite good."
Back at the company, Mr. Miller reported honestly to Caleb Lockwood.
"Of course she’s fine with company."
"What?"
Mr. Miller didn’t hear Caleb Lockwood’s mutter clearly.
Caleb Lockwood’s face darkened.
"I said there’s no need to keep reporting on Serena’s matters to . She’s got a fractured hand, it’s not like she has cancer..."
The more he spoke, the harsher Caleb Lockwood’s tone beca.
"Even if she dies... it has nothing to do with ."
After coldly saying this, Caleb Lockwood dismissed Mr. Miller from the general manager’s office.
Mr. Miller returned to his workstation, unable to help but sigh:
"These days... work is getting harder and harder!"
City A Comrcial Exhibition Center.
Tonight, the annual Entrepreneur Award Ceremony of City A was being held here.
It goes without saying Caleb Lockwood was present, and Claire Shaw was also on the guest list.
Moreover, Claire Shaw received the Top Ten Erging Entrepreneurs Award.
Of course, she had obtained this award through connections.
Winning the award was never her purpose.
But only by winning would she have the qualification to sit beside Caleb Lockwood.
"Congratulations."
Caleb Lockwood raised his glass to Claire Shaw.
Among so many guests, he wasn’t the first to congratulate Claire Shaw.
"Thank you..."
Claire Shaw clinked glasses with Caleb Lockwood and took a sip of champagne.
Caleb Lockwood had nothing more to say, as if his initiative just now was rely a commonplace social interaction.
Claire Shaw secretly gritted her teeth.
This ti, she had no choice but to be more proactive.
"Caleb, I... have sothing I want to say to you..."
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