Serena wanted to bypass Julian to go inside, but he stopped her again. "I already know Isla told you about the Sheridan Family," he said, holding Serena’s wrist. Upon hearing "Sheridan Family," Serena paused slightly and looked at him. She waited for his response. "She won’t join that department." The night wind lifted Julian’s hair, and he said, "When you return, it has always been yours." Serena scrutinized the expression on Julian’s face. But she no longer wanted to return to The Lawson Corporation. She has already had enough! Julian’s expression remained unchanged, and he also observed her demeanor. However, he found that he couldn’t understand her. The wind blew gently, lifting the fallen leaves on the ground. "And then?" Serena said. "And then?" Julian furrowed his brow slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "Vera had something she wanted to discuss with me; it wasn’t intentional." Isla had waved her phone right before her eyes; she glanced at it— it was their plan. And now he tells her Vera didn’t mean it? Is it him misjudging people, or does he think she’s that easily deceived? Not wanting to engage further, Serena forcefully shook off Julian’s hand and walked into the corridor. Julian still wanted to block her path. "Julian," Serena said, unable to bear it any longer, staring intently at the man in front of her, "Since that night you brought up divorce, I haven’t disturbed you." Serena clenched her fists tightly. "It was you who during our marriage kept marketing, making the world aware, haven’t you heard or seen how others talk about me?" Looking at Julian’s tightly furrowed brows, his dark eyes, and his silence, Serena laughed, she diverted her gaze away from him, instead looking at the spider weaving its web in the corner of the corridor. "I know you sympathize with her, you feel sorry for her, you love her deeply, and you say she only has half a year left." "Then may I ask you, can you guys please spend this last half year quietly?" Serena spoke word by word: "Let me go, okay?" New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on NoveI-Fire.ɴet She did not want to be a pawn in their game. After saying this, Serena just walked away. Julian still wanted to reach out, but in the end, he didn’t manage to hold onto her again. Watching her walk towards the elevator entrance, the elevator door slowly closed, and she disappeared from sight. Julian stood alone here for a long time. Serena’s words kept echoing in his mind. He came to clarify things with Serena, but at that moment, he realized that all explanations seemed futile. Only because, before telling her the truth, before Vera’s demise, all explanations were in vain. Julian clenched his fists tightly, her warmth lingering on his hand, yet he felt he could no longer grasp her. He looked up at the spot she had just looked. The spider in the corner had finished weaving its web, now sitting at the center waiting for prey. He understood why she was angry today. He would find another opportunity to discuss it later. Julian withdrew his gaze. He closed his eyes, slightly calming himself. When he opened his eyes again, his demeanor was already calm. Julian sat back in the Maybach, but didn’t start the car. He looked at the light in the apartment Serena rented upstairs. He wanted to stay here. Even if it meant doing nothing. Serena, after finishing her bath, lay on the bed. She knew Julian was still downstairs. But she didn’t want to deal with him. The night wind blew softly. The night passed just like that. Outside, it rained at some unknown time, leaving the ground wet. The next day when Serena looked downstairs again, she saw the rain had stopped, and the Maybach had already gone. Only the dry patch on the wet ground hinted to her that a car had stayed there overnight. Time flew by swiftly. Soon, the fourth live broadcast of "Heavenly Sound" arrived. This was also the 27th day of Serena and Julian’s divorce cooling-off period. In the studio, Julian was still present. Just like the previous three occasions, sitting in that spot. And First Young Master Hawthorne and Hawthorne Jr. and June were also there. Vera greeted them, but after previous lessons, the three Hawthorne members mostly kept to themselves, dodging Vera and taking their seats. Especially June and Hawthorne Jr. who were bickering about something, making it hard to interject. So Vera could only talk to Julian. Serena was already prepared. This was the semi-final, with 6 contestants, half eliminated, remaining top three. Serena quietly stood backstage in the dressing room. She looked at the message Vera sent to Irene’s account— [Today’s your last chance.] Then she glanced at the two talking there, Vera’s smile particularly sweet. Since that unhappy encounter, they hadn’t contacted each other. Julian hadn’t gone to find Serena, and Serena surely hadn’t paid attention to him. Between the two, they seemed to have become complete strangers. Perhaps this was for the best. It also made it easier to get divorced three days later. Jasper, after giving instructions, thought for a moment and went over to the audience to chat with the Hawthorne family. Previously, the Hawthorne family wasn’t an investor in "Heavenly Sound," but suddenly joined a day ago. Splitting profits was impossible, rather they joined as advertisers. After all, whether it was commercials during live broadcasts or subsequent edited versions, more business partnerships are always welcome. The Hawthorne family, as one of Aeston’s three major powers, handling gemstones and luxury goods, gave out competitive offers. Because it was quite sudden, Jasper came to inquire. After the sides talked briefly, Jasper prepared to go backstage. Yet, when passing by Julian, he was called by him. By then, Vera had already left, leaving Julian alone at the spot. "What’s up?" Jasper, who now disliked Julian, wasn’t inclined to show him any cordiality. Sensing Jasper’s hostility, Julian furrowed his brows slightly. "I want to ask you, what is the relationship between you and Serena?" Julian’s sharp black eyes focused on Jasper’s expression, assessing the truthfulness, "And what’s the deal with Irene?" Jasper couldn’t hold back and rolled his eyes. Originally wanting to say "None of your damn business," but controlling himself, he replied, "This has nothing to do with you." "Serena is my wife." He emphasized the word wife. Unable to contain himself, Jasper in a surprised manner pointed at Vera in the distance, saying, "Then who is she?" The tone seemed surprised, but was full of sarcasm. If it weren’t for wanting to avoid being captured on camera, he’d roll his eyes so hard they’d hit the sky. What kind of person has the audacity to ask him this!