"So you think I bullied Claire Shaw?"
Serena Jennings spoke, her voice sharp.
Caleb Lockwood felt a heaviness in his chest.
He shook his head, initially wanting to say, "I didn’t an that."
But before he could speak, Serena blocked his words.
"If President Lockwood is worried about your first love, your pure-hearted muse, you should chase after her rather than waste my ti here."
After coldly finishing her sentence, Serena turned to socialize with Simon Coleman and the others.
Her current identity was the BYC Master, and everyone in the entire jewelry design industry wanted to chat with her.
Caleb Lockwood watched Serena Jennings being surrounded by the crowd, realizing he couldn’t get in at all.
He actually wanted to ask Serena what had happened when she was harassed by those thugs.
"Serena was indeed in danger, but I arrived in ti to save her... Anything else you want to know?"
Ethan White’s gentle voice ca from behind Caleb Lockwood.
Caleb Lockwood frowned and turned around.
"BYC..."
He began to speak, but his voice abruptly stopped.
This question was unnecessary.
Because he had already figured out the answer.
He just didn’t want to accept it.
BYC—
The three letters Serena used as a code were precisely the initials of Ethan White’s na in pinyin.
As the corner of his eye caught Caleb Lockwood’s clenched fists, Ethan White smiled knowingly.
He leaned in, whispered close to Caleb Lockwood’s ear:
"Have you ever wondered why Serena married you back then?"
Caleb Lockwood’s eyelids lifted.
Ethan White’s warm voice continued drilling into his ear.
"Do you think it’s possible... that Serena always liked , but after I had an accident and was hospitalized, she settled for you, as my replacent?"
Caleb Lockwood swung around, glaring fiercely at Ethan White, who only smiled sincerely, making Caleb Lockwood’s hair stand on end.
"Excuse ."
Ethan White walked away from Caleb Lockwood.
Serena Jennings had just finished socializing over there and caught sight of Caleb Lockwood through the corner of her eye.
Caleb Lockwood’s hand was bleeding.
At this mont, Ethan White arrived beside her, feigning ignorance: "What’s so fascinating about your ex-husband?"
Serena was taken aback, then asked with a smile: "What did you say to Caleb Lockwood to make him this angry?"
"You won’t feel sorry for him just because he lost a bit of blood, right? If that’s the case, next ti I’ll carry ketchup with ."
Serena was amused by Ethan White’s words.
She was just curious about what Ethan White had whispered to Caleb Lockwood.
"However much blood he loses has nothing to do with . If he loses too much, soone will call 911 to help."
With that, she left the venue accompanied by Ethan White.
Caleb Lockwood watched as Serena Jennings’s figure beco increasingly distant from him.
He thought Serena would turn back to look at him.
However, until Serena’s silhouette vanished from sight, he did not receive that glance back.
Caleb Lockwood gripped his already bleeding hand even tighter.
The pain felt distinct.
Yet for a mont, he couldn’t distinguish what was truly hurting.
"President Lockwood, are you alright?"
Simon Coleman noticed Caleb Lockwood’s bleeding hand and asked with concern.
"I’m fine."
Caleb Lockwood replied calmly.
How could anything be wrong with him?
Ethan White said Serena saw him as a substitute...
Caleb Lockwood’s charming smile suddenly turned into a cold grin.
That’s indeed a little interesting...
Ever since Serena Jennings claid the identity of BYC, many people started extending olive branches to her.
High-end jewelry brands like FY.
Previously, she had only been in a cooperative relationship with FY, cooperating solely on the "Piano" series.
This ti, FY’s higher-ups no longer feared Peter’s constant contact with Serena would adversely affect FY.
Now, they were eager for Peter to sell the sentintal concept, hoping Serena would deeply collaborate with FY.
There were also other cross-border joint projects approaching Serena.
And multiple investors actively reached out to her wanting to invest in her studio.
Serena was busy all afternoon, right until the evening.
She genuinely hadn’t expected the na BYC to have such influence.
On her way ho, her car encountered so issues, so she had to call a tow truck to take it away for repair.
This place wasn’t too far from Vornath, Serena decided to walk.
After all, this was downtown, she wasn’t afraid of encountering thugs or rogues again.
As a result, she was stalked once more.
This ti, she was familiar with the car that was following—
Imperial blue Bentley.
It was Caleb Lockwood’s car.
Serena walked forward, wrapped in her coat, with the imperial blue Bentley trailing behind.
Eventually, Serena stopped and knocked on Caleb Lockwood’s car window.
"Do you need sothing from ?"
Caleb Lockwood, seated in the driver’s seat, remained silent.
Serena frowned as she was stared at with a scrutinizing gaze by Caleb Lockwood.
She couldn’t interpret that look from Caleb Lockwood.
Caleb Lockwood actually wanted to ask Serena sothing.
For instance, why did she refuse to claim the BYC Master identity before?
Another example, why did she use Ethan White’s initials as a code?
For instance, whether what Ethan White said about her considering him a substitute was true?
Additionally, how much more does he not know about her?
Ultimately, Caleb Lockwood gave Serena an answer:
"Nothing."
Caleb Lockwood slightly shook his head.
"I don’t have anything pressing to discuss with you."
Serena was surprised.
"Then why are you following ?"
"I wasn’t following you."
Caleb Lockwood’s response surprised Serena again.
"Just heading in the sa direction."
Caleb Lockwood’s voice was as cool and distant as always, without warmth, emotionless.
Just like the occasional wind blowing through this winter night.
Serena suddenly regretted initiating that question with Caleb Lockwood.
Doesn’t that make her appear still conceitedly sentintal!
Caleb Lockwood did not have business with her; they just happened to be heading in the sa direction.
As for why the imperial blue Bentley’s speed matched hers so closely, perhaps only Caleb Lockwood himself knew.
Serena shrugged, finding Caleb Lockwood rather inexplicable.
However, since Caleb Lockwood had said he had no reason to seek her out, there was no need for her to waste any more words with him.
Serena continued walking forward, the imperial blue Bentley still trailing behind, its window remaining down.
The cold air stread in directly, Caleb Lockwood steering with one hand, while the other pressed against his stomach.
Then, a white Lexus stopped in front of his car.
Stopping next to Serena.
Caleb Lockwood saw Ethan White get out of the white Lexus.
Ethan White walked around to the passenger side, opened the door for Serena, and took her bag, placing it on the back seat.
After Serena got in, Ethan closed the door and returned to the driver’s seat to start the car again.
The white Lexus drove away, with Serena’s ho not far ahead.
Caleb Lockwood realized that even such a short distance wasn’t his place to drive Serena ho.
His stomach hurt even more.
Caleb Lockwood simply leaned on the steering wheel, sweating from his face, dampening the wheel.
In the deep night, under dim streetlights, the once grand and noble imperial blue Bentley was sashed with a thin layer of clear snow, whether from cold or loneliness.
Serena woke up to find it snowing outside.
This was the second snowfall of the year.
She inadvertently recalled that on this year’s first snowfall, she went to confront The Lockwood Family, stimulating Lance Lockwood so much he ended up hospitalized.
Clearly, not long ago, yet it felt as if it happened ages ago.
Serena smiled, relieved.
On a whim, she decided to buy a new car, as her current one wasn’t easy to drive, and now she had so capital.
With difficulty hailing a taxi on snowy days, Serena walked forward a bit further, only to spot Caleb Lockwood’s Bentley instead of a taxi.
The Bentley’s roof was covered with snow, its thickness surprising Serena.
Could Caleb Lockwood not have left last night?
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