"Everyone, check the equipnt room, secure all exits!" Silas Hawthorne ordered angrily around him.
Everyone sprang into action.
Bianca Lynch, Jasper Ford, and others joined in.
Countless people blocked the equipnt room, but it was locked from the inside.
"Move aside!" Xander Linton rushed over, followed closely by Isla Lawson.
Xander kicked the door hard.
The door didn’t budge.
"Bang!"
Another hard kick.
"Bang!"
On the third kick, the equipnt room door was forcefully kicked open.
Isla quickly grabbed him and pulled him aside to avoid any desperate counterattacks from inside.
A large space opened at the equipnt room entrance, and multiple security personnel entered with their gear.
"Only an unconscious staff mber was found in the equipnt room." On stage, Xander’s voice ca through the intercom, and Silas gritted his teeth.
He then switched to another channel.
"The projector is a standard model, not sure when it was placed here. Gigi just took people to check the photo explosion area, but found no suspicious people," Jasper’s voice ca through.
"I’m checking suspicious individuals on the surveillance feed, need so ti," Ethan Lynch said.
All this happened within minutes.
anwhile, several rings of security personnel surrounded the inner area.
The guests were also becoming anxious.
Not everyone had seen such a scene; so people couldn’t help but clamor to leave.
"Everyone, be on full alert!" Silas commanded through the intercom.
Who was it?
Where are they!
How did they get in!
These were not important, what was important was...
Silas looked at Serena Sterling beside him.
Serena said nothing and had been silent from the start.
At this mont, Serena only looked at Sheila Jenkins standing not far away.
The mother and daughter were the focus of everyone’s attention.
Sheila took one step at a ti towards Serena.
Her eyes were bloodshot, filled with explosive emotions.
"Mom..." Serena released Silas’s hand, reaching out to Sheila, cautiously calling out.
The next mont.
"Slap!"
A slap landed hard on Serena’s face.
It was so forceful that soon blood started dripping from the corner of Serena’s mouth.
Her outstretched hand hadn’t even touched Sheila.
"Serena!"
"Sheila Jenkins!"
Serena clutched her face, turning to look at her birth mother in front of her.
Initially, her mother was willing to attend her wedding, even patting her hand before entering, telling her to relax.
She thought perhaps their relationship could start to nd from now.
But...
"I never let him succeed." Serena looked at Sheila with red eyes, tears continued to fall from her eyes, dripping onto the wedding dress.
"Mom, all those years ago, I... never dared to tell you..."
Serena clutched her face, eyes full of pain: "He didn’t just hit , he... he had other ideas..."
"Mom, I always wanted to take you away, I promised, I swore, that in this life, I would ensure you live the life you once had with Dad."
But Sheila only looked at her with red eyes.
"Mom..." Serena stretched out her hand again, but Sheila pushed her away.
"I didn’t!" Serena’s voice was hoarse, "I never..."
Serena cried uncontrollably.
Sheila stared at Serena.
In disbelief, in breakdown.
"Mom, doesn’t Serena’s love for you an anything to you?" Silas supported Serena as he spoke.
Tears continued to fall from Sheila’s eyes.
Because she felt it, she couldn’t accept it.
Her birth daughter...
The daughter she persisted for when she wanted to jump off a bridge in the toughest tis...
Even though later she blad her, hated her, she never thought that what happened back then wasn’t as she saw it...
If she knew how Serena faced William Wyatt’s lechery all those days and nights...
All these years, what had she done?
She rembered that after Evan Sheridan passed away, the Jenkins Family ca looking for her.
They made demands, as long as she abandoned Serena, she would still be a Jenkins.
At that ti, she refused.
Simply because Serena was her birth daughter.
Despite Evan being gone, she needed to strive hard to raise her daughter well.
Back then, her spirit was proud; she once amazed Aeston’s upper circle with a single dance and married Evan Sheridan, who was highly sought after by countless won at the peak of his ti; she could dance, she had her own mind, she could take care of Serena herself.
But reality dealt her a harsh blow.
Perhaps it was to avoid involvent with the Sheridan Family.
Perhaps there were other forces at play behind the scenes.
She faced setbacks everywhere.
When she couldn’t find better work, she resorted to physical labor.
But later on, one day, looking at her burned hands, at her rented ho with Serena plundered by thieves, she broke down.
Her spirit was no longer what it once was, and the Jenkins had long severed ties with her in the newspapers.
After countless days of hardship, she accepted her fate and married William Wyatt.
William Wyatt was not a good man, she knew, William Wyatt rely desired her beauty at first.
But even so, at least she and Serena had a place to stay.
Later...
Why did things turn out the way they did later?
She didn’t know either.
At what point did she start to forget why she started in the first place?
Putting William Wyatt first in everything.
Regret...
Hatred...
Countless emotions rose within her heart.
All of this was unbearable for Sheila.
There were still countless people beneath the stage watching her, their gazes like knives.
And Serena, standing before her, her face covered in tears.
She seed to have returned to that night on the bridge with Serena, and the path ahead was all dead ends.
What to do?
How would she face Serena?
This daughter she had wrongly hated for so long...
The world was collapsing around her.
Sheila’s legs gave way beneath her.
"Mom!" Serena imdiately caught her.
But Sheila pushed Serena away.
In the next mont, Sheila turned and ran quickly toward the exit.
She had to leave here, she had to escape from it all!
"Mom!"
Seeing Sheila’s expression, Serena panicked.
For so many years, she hadn’t dared to tell Sheila about all those disgusting events for fear of Sheila’s breakdown.
Yet it all happened anyway, without any warning.
It’s not supposed to be like this... It shouldn’t have been like this...
Sheila, in her gown, was running toward the exit.
She couldn’t just let it all go!
Serena lifted her skirt, pushing Silas’s hand aside to chase after her.
But at that mont.
"Nobody move!"
A voice ca through.
Everyone turned to look.
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