hapter 111


    Serena was speechless. Her pace was so slow it could bepared to that of a turtle.


    Somehow, Sarah had managed to me it all on her.


    Serena sighed.


    "Don''t forget to grab a pair of the new smart sses from Larson Groupter. This pair of sses can analyze your surroundings and even perform basic calctions. They''d be perfect for someone like you, who seems tock both sight andmon sense."


    As soon as Serena spoke, those around them couldn''t help but stifle theirughter. A tall man holding a ss of red wine even let out a chuckle


    Serena turned toward the sound.


    The man had broad shoulders and long legs, with a sharp nose and piercing eyes that looked intense, almost intimidating. His ck-brown, slightly curly hair and the mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth gave him a slightly rebellious look.


    Sarah was so furious that she couldn''t find the words. To make matters worse, she had been


    mocked by a stranger. She shot him a re.


    The man quickly stoppedughing and turned, disappearing into the crowd.


    Serena nced at his retreating figure and couldn''t help but smile. The man was acting with boldness in such a grand setting, and it was clear from his demeanor that he came from a prominent background.


    She didn''t dwell on it and continued walking.


    Behind her, Wendy watched as Sarah faltered and smirked. She muttered,


    "Pathetic. Guess I''ll have to take matters into my own hands."


    She approached Serena, nning to teach Serena a lesson. But before she could reach Serena, Zach had spotted her and quickly made his way over.


    As soon as he saw Serena and Sarah, he grabbed Wendy''s arm.


    "Stop running around, or you''ll end up provoking someone you shouldn''t. Our seats are in the back"


    Seeing Zach, Wendy immediately softened. The malice in her eyes disappeared as she pouted and spoke sweetly, "Zach, why does Serena get to sit up front while our seats are in the back?"


    Zach frowned as he looked at Serena, then shifted his gaze to Sarah. “Serena, maybe you should sit with us in the back."


    "You know your position isn''t one for the spotlight. This is Larson Group''s quarterly new


    productunch, with so many people watching Sitting at the front in your haute couture, it could cause a stir. If Mrs. Larson gets wind of th... do you think Hugh can really protect you?"


    He remembered thest time he saw Hugh and his wife-they looked like a picture-perfect couple, their affection undeniable.


    Yet, everyone knew Hugh was cold and business-minded, and Zach didn''t believe he would truly fall for just any woman. He was sure Hugh and his wife were in a business marriage, and that woman''s background was surely impressive,


    Though "Mrs. Larson" often appeared gracious, zach didn''t believe she would tolerate Serena, the mistress, repeatedly overstepping her boundaries. At the Larson Group''sunch event, she even dared to take the best seat.


    It was a p in the face to "Mrs. Larson", and there was no way she could tolerate


    it.


    Thinking this, Zach reached for Serena''s hand, still trying to convince her. "Rena,


    I''m genuinely looking out for you. It wouldn''t be a problem if I added another guest to my You shoulde sit with us..."


    side.


    Serena effortlessly dodged his hand, brushing past him without even a second nce. As she walked away, she coldly replied, "Mind your own business, and know your ce."


    With that, she walked straight to the front row where she took a seat. The tall man who hadughed earlier was seated next to her.


    He was someone with a significant background.


    Serena and the man exchanged a nce, both nodding slightly, a silent greeting between


    them.


    Meanwhile, Zach watched helplessly as his hand hung in the air, his chest tight. Serena had. dismissed his good intentions as meddling.