Watching You Burn In Regret novel Chapter 98

Seren finally understood why Old Mr. Rutledge was always singing the praises of the Crestwell family's upright values.

Every member of the Crestwell clan was remarkable in their own right—accomplished, capable, and talented—yet not a single one put on airs. They were all gracious and humble, without a hint of arrogance.

Brothers treated each other with genuine respect, and the women in the family got along like lifelong friends.

There was none of the scheming or infighting often found in wealthy families—no secret rivalries or whispered betrayals. On the contrary, when it truly mattered, they came together as one.

Just like today: when word got out that Seren would be visiting, everyone made a point to rush home. Those living out of town even caught red-eye flights back to Seaside City just to be present.

By the time Seren had finished meeting everyone and grown more familiar with the faces, her nerves had settled, and she found herself holding nearly a dozen thick red envelopes stuffed with cash.

"Seren, your cousin Lisbeth Crestwell studied painting for a few years as well. I hear you're a protégé of Mr. Shaw himself—she'd love to exchange a few pointers with you, if you don't mind?" Old Mr. Crestwell approached, smiling warmly.

With Old Mr. Crestwell himself making the request, Seren could hardly refuse. "Of course, I'd be happy to."

Seren remembered Lisbeth well. She was Lennon's older cousin—the eldest daughter of the family. Shoulder-length hair, softly curled at the ends, composed and elegant in both manner and appearance.

Seren's impression was especially deep because Lisbeth, as the eldest, had given her one of the most generous envelopes.

Old Mr. Crestwell beamed. "Splendid! It's settled, then."

As the conversation ended, he took advantage of a quiet moment to shoot a sly wink in Lennon's direction, hoping no one else would notice.

Meanwhile, Lisbeth—who found herself unexpectedly volunteered—looked completely bewildered. When had she ever said she wanted to compare notes with Seren?

Still, she quickly realized this was probably Old Mr. Crestwell's way of helping Seren feel at home and get comfortable with the family. She simply played along, pretending she had suggested it herself.

The room was abuzz with anticipation.

Lisbeth was, in fact, well-known locally for her landscape paintings—she even had a modest following online. Seren, on the other hand, was rumored to be the star pupil of the legendary Mr. Shaw.

Everyone was curious to see whose skills would shine brighter.

Even Jason, usually so stoic, couldn't hide his interest. He'd lost count of how many times Lennon had sung Seren's praises—her talents, her exceptional ability, her mentorship under Mr. Shaw. Now, he was eager to see for himself just how remarkable she was.

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