Broken Engagement His Uncle's Bride (Serena and Trevor) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162 No Risk, No Reward

Chapter 162 No Risk, No Reward

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Donald’s expression twisted. “Thirty percent? Rena, that’s absurd! If I grant you that, your stake will surpass mine!”

Serena let out a frosty laugh. “Is that so? Then I’ll call Sebastian immediately and tell him the marriage is

off.”

“Wait!” Donald’s voice wavered between fury and dread.

Having just confirmed his daughter’s involvement with Sebastian, he feared that her impulsive nature might derail everything yet again.

After all, she had already rejected the Levine family once before.

He had no clue what scheme had allowed her to get close to Sebastian in the first place.

“Rena, don’t try to intimidate me. I’ve already consented to twenty percent–that’s my absolute ceiling. If you refuse to marry him, others will. Do you think Sebastian is Trevor, someone you can manipulate?”

Serena’s gaze sharpened, icy and precise. “Oh, really? Care to test me?”

Without another word, she picked up her phone and dialed Sebastian.

“Hello, Sebastian.”

“Hello, Rena, what’s up?”

Donald’s throat constricted–the voice was unmistakably Sebastian’s.

“Sebastian, about our marriage registration tomorrow, maybe we should

Before she could finish saying “forget it,” Donald snatched the phone and ended the call.

“Serena, are you out of your mind? Do you even comprehend who he is? How dare you meddle with Sebastian?”

Panic surged through him. Had he hesitated, his reckless daughter would have ruined the advantageous alliance he could hope for.

The regret would have gnawed at him to his core.

“Weren’t you the one doubting me? I fear nothing,” Serena replied, unwavering.

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She knew that achieving results demanded full commitment; half–measures would never be enough.

Donald’s face alternated between flushing red and paling, his mind racing with calculations.

“Fine. Twenty–five percent, maximum. Rena, I’ll transfer twenty–five percent to you. I’ll retain thirty–four

percent.

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Even thirty–four percent would secure his position as the largest shareholder. And with Serena being a Steele, the transfer wouldn’t alarm other investors.

Serena had already anticipated twenty–five percent.

“Agreed. We’ll finalize it today. Dad, once it’s done, I’ll secure the marriage license with him.”

She turned and walked away, not glancing back.

Donald sat heavily on the couch, contemplating. His daughter mirrored him in temperament–cold, strategic, profit–driven–just as he had always been.

He remained there long, weighing the implications. No risk, no reward.

Shares had meant nothing on their own; without a flow of revenue, the company teetered toward bankruptcy.

Even a minor leak from Levine Group could fund Steele Tech for an entire year.

Serena had just merged onto the main road when Donald’s message appeared. “I’ll initiate the transfer this afternoon. A shareholders‘ meeting will be required. The earliest is the day after tomorrow. Is that acceptable?”

She snorted lightly. Exactly–be ruthless, reap the rewards.

“Works.”

From that moment, Serena no longer considered Donald her dad in any meaningful sense.

“Sebastian, everything is good. Just confirming what time we’re heading to city hall tomorrow.”

Sebastian studied his phone, fingers drumming thoughtfully on the screen. “Eight–thirty. We’ll go right when they open. We’ll be the first to get married.”

At eight–thirty the following morning, Serena donned a simple white blouse and light makeup, arriving punctually at city hall.

The man in a matching white shirt stood with one hand casually tucked into his pocket/though for all she knew, he had been waiting

waiting ages.

Sebastian closed the gap in two strides, a faint smile playing on his lips. “You made it.”

She didn’t notice the slight tremor in the hand he kept in his pocket.

Serena returned his smile. “Shall we go inside?”

They completed the paperwork and posed for the official photo. When the marriage certificate was finally placed in her hands, Serena couldn’t help but feel a surreal twinge of disbelief.