Serena Sterling spoke deeply without realizing it. She looked at Seraphina and sighed inwardly. It wasn’t Seraphina she was talking to; in truth, she was talking to herself. Only by truly moving on can life proceed smoothly. Letting go truly means not caring, not forgetting. That person, and everything related to that person, can no longer affect her. Nothing can hurt her anymore. Serena is striving to achieve this. Serena felt rather foolish, talking to a child about these things. She thought Seraphina couldn’t understand all this, but in the next moment, Seraphina hugged her. A small, soft body enveloped Serena, even if Seraphina’s little arms couldn’t completely wrap around her, but the embrace was firm. "I won’t call him daddy." Seraphina murmured. "Aunt Winters, we’ll all be fine." Seraphina whispered, "Just like my biological parents didn’t want me, they were the wrong people. But meeting Aunt Winters and letting Aunt Winters be my mom is the good outcome." Seraphina lifted her head, her eyes wide and unwavering. "After Aunt Winters leaves him, she will also meet someone better." "Just like Seraphina met Aunt Winters." Serena hadn’t expected Seraphina to say these words. Nose tingling, Serena couldn’t hold back anymore; tears kept falling. She hugged Seraphina tightly, and Seraphina hugged her back just as tightly. Mother and daughter embraced each other firmly. Even if they aren’t biological mother and daughter, this is destiny. Serena couldn’t describe her feelings at this moment; she couldn’t say anything. They will all be fine. There are many hurdles in life; once you cross them, everything gets better. The night wind was bleak. Julian Lawson was drinking one glass after another. In the dimly lit booth, he was alone in the silence. The image of Serena’s cold eyes and her ruthless words kept appearing before him. "Julian Lawson, don’t make me hate you." The words echoed repeatedly in his mind. Not knowing how much time had passed, the booth door opened, and Ian Yates came in. Seeing the bottles on the table, Ian was momentarily stunned, then closed the door and sat next to Julian Lawson. "Buddy, what’s going on?" It was the first time Ian had seen Julian Lawson drink this much. Julian shook his head, unsure where to begin. "Has Vera Hansen’s illness flared up?" Ian attempted to ask. Julian paused briefly. He had nearly forgotten about Vera’s issue today. His mind was filled only with Serena and that little girl. "If she has fallen ill, aren’t you going to check on her?" Ian thought he guessed right, seeing Julian’s reaction. But Julian just shook his head. "Is it severe? Almost gone?" Ian worriedly asked. "It’s not about her," Julian said, pouring Ian a drink. Ian accepted, nodding, "Alright, you gave me a scare." The two drank together, and Ian didn’t ask further questions. Julian looked at the liquid in his glass under the dim light. Despite drinking so much, his mind wasn’t clouded. Instead, Serena’s face became even clearer. "What about the woman you were with back then?" Julian asked after a while. Ian thought Julian was being quite peculiar, overly concerned with his matters involving Clara Huxley. Thinking about this, he asked directly. Julian swirled the ice in his glass, his expression unchanged. Actually, Julian himself didn’t know why. He only felt that perhaps Ian’s situations with Clara Huxley might help him see some things clearly. Ian shrugged and leaned against the sofa, taking a big gulp. "Same as before," Ian said, "Honestly, these days I don’t quite understand what she’s thinking." "I heard she’s recently busy with her career, which surprises me." Ian said, "She’s been with me for so long, always just acting coy and buying bags, and now she’s busy with her career!" Julian glanced at Ian. Ian felt a bit awkward under his gaze. "No," Ian coughed to cover up, saying, "There’s some use to it. I hear she’s working in second-hand luxury goods appraisal... those bags weren’t bought in vain." Julian nodded thoughtfully. So, what has Serena been up to lately? It’s been 21 days, and he barely knows anything about her. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel-fire.net He only knows about her and Seraphina. Ian’s awkwardness finally passed, and he asked, "So, what’s really going on with you." Julian sipped his drink and recounted the afternoon’s event. It wasn’t because of Vera but because of Serena and the little girl. He knew Julian has always had a strong desire for a child, so he didn’t find it too surprising. "You didn’t know about the child’s illness, ignorance is no crime." Ian comforted him, "In future, pay more attention to her treatment and you’ll be fine." To Ian, considering Julian’s temperament, for a child with no blood relation, just meeting her for the first time, he treated her rather well. Ian glanced at the bottles on the table. They’ve known each other for years, and it was the first time Julian was . Julian didn’t respond. "Honestly, if you really like kids and can accept adoption, you could just foster one from your own relatives." Ian, seeing Julian’s frustration, said directly, "I think they’d be quite willing." But Julian shook his head. He wasn’t sure exactly how it was different. He only wanted a child with Serena; if it’s someone else’s, he wasn’t willing. Even though the girl called Seraphina was not biologically his and Serena’s, somehow he recognized her in his heart. It’s a rather magical feeling. When Seraphina’s little hand touched his hand, he seemed to affirm it. For some reason, Julian’s mind flashed to the deep blue Tanzanite he had hidden in his safe. A profoundly mysterious connection. Today, he shouldn’t have argued with Serena in front of Seraphina. "Enough, don’t think too much." Ian raised his glass and clinked it with Julian’s. "No matter how much you think now, it’s useless. Vera’s issues haven’t been dealt with yet." Ian said, "Keeping your distance from Serena and that child is good for now, or else, what will you do about Vera?" "Julian, there’s less than six months left, take care," Ian warned. Thinking about it, Julian’s head began to ache again. Ultimately, he only nodded. Indeed, he should first resolve Vera Hansen’s matters. Vera’s days are numbered. He believed once things are settled, he could properly explain to Serena. She would understand him.