After finishing the manicure,
they went for a spa.
After dropping Bianca Lynch back ho, Serena Sterling walked into a hair salon.
The hairstylist looked at her waist-length hair.
With regret, he said, "Are you cutting it all off? It’s hard to grow it this long."
The hair was thick, black, shiny, and smooth.
It was a beautiful long black straight hair.
Clearly, it had been ticulously maintained.
Serena looked at herself in the mirror.
Her black shiny long hair, snow-white skin, a gentle light yellow long dress, paired with this face that was stunningly beautiful without any makeup.
She looked like a blooming lily.
Pure, beautiful.
Completely non-threatening.
She smiled calmly.
"Cut it."
Waist-long hair was what Julian Lawson liked.
It wasn’t what Serena Sterling liked.
The hairstylist responded with a nod, then started to work his scissors.
As the clicking sound echoed, black strands of hair fell to the ground.
Just like the shackles that had entangled her all these years.
After a while,
Serena looked at her brand-new self in the mirror and smiled slightly.
"You definitely suit this hairstyle! You look beautiful!"
The hairstylist, amazed, said, "A bit of color and perm would enhance it. How about doing it together? I recomnd this, take a look..."
Serena looked at the introduction on the side, and touched her stomach.
"Maybe later, it’s too late today," Serena said.
The hairstylist shook his head regretfully.
Serena just smiled and said, "I’ll co back to you afterward."
This hairstylist indeed did good work.
"Alright, it’s an agreent!" The hairstylist said happily, then took out a notebook and asked, "When do you plan to do it?"
Serena glanced at her stomach.
"In about a week," she said softly, "It should be almost ti by then, maybe... twenty days at most."
If she needed convalescence after a possible miscarriage.
"Okay, be sure to co," the hairstylist eagerly said as he watched Serena leave.
Serena nodded with a smile.
After changing her hairstyle, she walked into the most central SKP mall in Aeston, not far away.
Luxurious brands were everywhere here.
She looked at the sweet and gentle style clothes she was wearing and snorted lightly.
Sweetness and gentleness were what Julian Lawson liked because it represented obedience.
But this wasn’t what Serena Sterling liked.
Entering the shopping mall.
After visiting various shops, she erged with a few more bags.
Took a taxi, went ho.
Serena carried the bags back ho.
Looking at the new house, a new environnt, a new life living alone, her face showed neither joy nor sadness.
She changed out of the gentle and sweet style clothes and put on the Valentino set with so design elents.
Set aside the canvas bag, and picked up the Chanel chain bag.
Kicking off the wedge shoes, she changed into Dior pointed heels.
Looking at herself in the mirror.
She slightly parted her lips and said, "Serena, happy rebirth."
But the reflection did not smile.
She pulled at the corners of her mouth but felt it was too fake even to fool herself.
Seven years.
To say it didn’t hurt would be a lie.
If you don’t want to smile, then don’t force it.
Serena sighed deeply and then went to prepare for tomorrow.
If she had decided to start over, she should do it well.
First, go to the hospital tomorrow, then talk to Jasper Ford about the music show.
...
The next day ca quickly.
Serena first drove to the hospital, as she had an appointnt with the doctor.
But as she was approaching the hospital parking lot, Jasper Ford called.
Jasper Ford was the head of Aeston’s largest entertainnt company, Ford Entertainnt, backed by the formidable Ford Group, which rivaled The Lawson Corporation.
Jasper Ford was the third son of the Ford Family, currently overseeing the entertainnt sector.
Serena’s previous songs were under Ford Entertainnt.
After getting married, Julian Lawson asked her to take good care of his grandfather. Knowing Old Master Lawson didn’t have much ti left, she refrained from the public eye.
But Jasper Ford cherished her talent, allowing her to compose under the pseudonym "Yan." Even if the songs were sold, it helped maintain her industry reputation, making her return easier in the future.
Because of Julian Lawson, Serena signed a confidentiality agreent with Ford Entertainnt, directly handled by Jasper Ford.
Only they knew that "Yan" was Serena.
At that ti, Serena was imrsed in the joy of her marriage to Julian Lawson and didn’t pay attention.
But unexpectedly, those words beca prophetic.
Thinking about it, Serena parked to the side and answered Jasper Ford’s call.
"Mr. Ford?" Serena inquired with curiosity.
She recalled that their eting was scheduled for the afternoon.
"Yan, can you co to the office now?" Jasper Ford’s voice had a hint of hesitation.
Serena sensed sothing was off.
Because Jasper called her "Yan."
They did not address each other like this privately.
"Is sothing wrong?" Serena asked specifically.
As she had already scheduled an appointnt with the doctor, changing plans without an urgent reason was not preferable.
"Soone wants to buy your latest song." Jasper Ford’s voice was still hesitant, "Hoping you could co by."
Serena slightly frowned.
She found it even more puzzling.
She said, "You can handle it."
The songs she previously wrote were all managed by Ford Entertainnt directly, and a CEO like Jasper Ford wouldn’t call her over this.
"The buyer is sowhat special."
Jasper Ford spoke again.
Finally, he seed to have co to a decision, and said, "Vera Hansen wants to buy your song."
What?
Serena was surprised; wasn’t Vera Hansen a florist?
Why would she buy a song?
Before Serena could ask, Jasper Ford spoke: "Things are a bit complicated."
"I actually refused her when she first made the request, but she showed up at the office with..."
Jasper paused a little, then continued, "Julian Lawson by her side. They’re quite determined."
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