"The truly tragic one here is Aaron," William said softly, yet his voice was brimming with strength.
Serena looked at William, surprised.
"He’s going to lose you forever," William reached out, his deep and gentle eyes locking with Serena's. "My lady, are you ready to set sail on a new journey?"
Serena smiled softly, a weight lifted off her shoulders. "Yes."
"Let's go. The car has been ready for a while. With Aaron gone, things will be much simpler for us."
Serena nodded, glancing at William's large hand but choosing not to take it. Instead, she wheeled herself forward. "Where's the car?"
William pulled back his hand with a smile. "In the parking lot downstairs."
Just as they exited the ballroom, they found their path blocked.
It was Victor and a dozen bodyguards standing in their way.
Serena frowned.
She had assumed Victor had left with Aaron.
"Miss Sullivan," Victor said, looking uncomfortable as he turned to William, "Mr. Vance specifically instructed me to take good care of you before he left. Now, please come back with me to Rosewood Gardens."
William was about to speak, but Serena placed a hand on his arm. "Alright, but I'm wearing a wedding dress, which makes it difficult for me to move around. I need to change first. As for Mr. Grayson, please arrange for someone to take him home."
Victor breathed a sigh of relief.
He wasn't worried about Serena causing trouble, but William was another matter.
William understood the underlying message in Serena's words and remained silent, allowing Victor to assign two bodyguards to escort him downstairs.
Serena followed Victor into the dressing room.
Inside were the clothes she had brought that morning.
For a quick escape, she had picked out a simple tracksuit.
Serena changed slowly, occasionally pausing to listen intently for any sounds beyond the door.
But it was eerily quiet outside.
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