"Don''t shout."


    Serena quickly covered Wynne''s mouth.


    It was the middle of the night-was she not worried about getting a noise


    Wynne''s eyes widened in shock as she grabbed Serena''s hand and shook it frantically.


    "No wonder you drive a Cullinan every day! You''re basically a richdy in Javerton City now-hurry up and text him back!" Wynne eximed.


    "Let go of me first." Serena let out a helplessugh as she pulled her hand away. She unlocked her phone and saw a message from Hugh.


    "I havended," he said.


    How formal-just what she expected from an ally.


    "OK," Serena responded just as concisely.


    Wynne looked even more shocked. "You''re just going to reply to your husband with a simple ''OK''?"


    "That''s what I sent earlier too."


    Wynne hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but held back.


    On second thought, though, Serena treated Hugh so coldly, yet he still bought her


    a Cullinan. Maybe he wasn''t so bad to her after all?


    The realization surprised her.


    As Wynne led Serena inside, they chatted about work. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, Wynne asked, "By the way, what''s going on with you and Zach?"


    Earlier, she had been too caught up in her shock over Hugh. She hadn''t heard a single rumor about Serena and Zach breaking up.


    After a brief pause, Serena gave her a quick rundown of what had happened. Compared to Ruth, Wynne had a much clearer understanding of Serena and Zach''s history. The moment she learned the details, her anger red up instantly. "You helped him build his business so he could live luxuriously, and he repaid you by sneaking off to Javerton City with a mistress to expand his empire?"


    Serena couldn''t help butugh at Wynne''s blunt outrage, but Wynne only red at her.


    "What''s so funny? If it weren''t for you, Zach wouldn''t be where he is today!


    "That ungrateful scumbag! If I had my restoration tools, I''d carve him up like an artifact, turn him into a mummy, and bury him-just so future generations could dig him up and dissect him!


    "And he has the audacity to bring Wendy into your building, rubbing it in your face every single day!"


    As she spoke, her frustration mounted, and she waved her tools with growing intensity.


    Serena hadn''t expected Wynne to be even more enraged than she was. Letting out a helplessugh, she quickly stepped in to calm her down.


    "Wynne, let''s focus on what we actually came here to do. Besides, Zach and I have been over for a while now."


    "Good riddance. Mr. Larson bought you a Cullinan-he''s a thousand times better than that loser."


    Wynne finally started to calm down.


    Serena chuckled. "You like the Cullinan that much? Want me to take you for a rideter?"


    "No, work first. Show me Mrs. Jansen''s porcin-I need to examine it properly."


    "Alright," Serena replied, enjoying the sight of Wynne in her element.


    As much as Wynne loved cars, her career always came first.


    ...


    Just then, still shaking off thest traces of his hangover, Zach sneezed hard.


    Someone must have been bad-mouthing him behind his back.


    At that moment, a message from Morton popped up on his phone.


    "Here''s everything on the violinist from that night''s concert, including her contact details."


    "Got it," Zach replied before opening the file.


    The masked violinist from that night had left asting impression on him-her performance had been absolutely mesmerizing.


    As he scrolled through the documents, a photo of a delicate, elegant young woman appeared on the screen. Below it was her name-Kade Winter.


    Just then, Wendy walked in, carrying a ss of honey water. Her eyesnded on the photo on his screen.


    Who was that? Could it be... Zach had his eye on someone else?