Caroline’s parents took advantage again, and in a few days it would be Caroline’s 20th birthday. They wanted Hayden Crawford to throw a sensational birthday party for Caroline.
Sir, you definitely shouldn’t agree to them anymore, hurry up and give them a good slap in the face.
Hayden Crawford showed no emotional fluctuations. He nodded, "Fine, I’ll have my secretary take care of it, ensure it will be a tremendously lively event that day."
It’s over, her face was slapped by the sir.
Sir, what’s happened to you, your wisdom, your brilliance, your prowess?
Caroline’s parents found themselves already... in love with Hayden Crawford, this man. Is he the legendary fool sweetie pie, is he?
He’s really foolishly adorable, they absolutely love him.
"Mr. Crawford, thank you so much, we’ll make sure Caroline divorces that damned Hugo Woods sooner and completely cut ties, then Caroline will focus on serving only you," Caroline’s mother smiled sycophantically.
Hayden Crawford curled his thin lips into a cryptic smile, said nothing, and left the villa.
In the Rolls-Royce limousine, Hayden Crawford sat in the back, perusing documents, when Corvus in the front spoke, "Master, are you really going to host a birthday party for Caroline?"
Hayden Crawford lowered his handsome eyelid, focusing on the documents without looking up, "Why not? Leave this matter to you, hold the birthday party at the most luxurious hotel."
"...Master, that couple is insatiably greedy, even considering Caroline’s life-saving grace, there’s no need to indulge them ."
Hayden Crawford curved his thin lips into a shallow arc, "Don’t rush, it’s just playing along with them, the real show is yet to come."
Consort Willow was confined in a dark little room, unaware of how long she’d been held, when the door creaked open.
Consort Willow looked up as Serena Sterling walked in.
Cherie moved a chair over, and Serena Sterling sat down, then elegantly poured herself a cup of tea, her bright eyes fell on Consort Willow’s haggard face, and she smiled, "Consort Willow, speak, who is your master?"
Consort Willow knew Serena Sterling would personally interrogate her, she had mentally prepared, she looked venomously and resentfully at Serena Sterling, "Serena, don’t act smart, I have no master, I obey no one, I hate you, hate Hayden Crawford, hate all of you, these things were all done by me alone."
"Oh, really?" Serena Sterling’s sleek white fingertip held the delicate white teacup, took a sip, "The Merfolk Clan’s power penetrated into City of Aethelgard over thirty years ago, you were the first to reveal Aunt Yara’s lineage, on another front you’ve infiltrated the Westria royal palace, playing tricks, there’s no way you could’ve done all this alone. If I’m not mistaken, your master should be the princess of the Merfolk Clan, descendant of their ancestor."
Consort Willow’s pupils shrank, Serena was too ice-cold clever, nothing escaped her eyes.
"Humph." Consort Willow snorted coldly, "This is just your speculation, I won’t tell you anything!"
Serena Sterling put down the teacup then stood, she slowly went to Consort Willow’s side, squatted down, "I know there’s nothing to be learned from you, you’d better pray your master has hidden her tail well, or she’ll be dragged out by me!"
Consort Willow’s heart tightened, she was truly afraid, afraid of Caroline’s exposure.
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"Consort Willow, this time I actually came to borrow something from you..."
Serena blinked her long lashes, her bright eyes slowly moved down, falling on the string of red demon bells hanging at Consort Willow’s waist.
Consort Willow’s eyes flashed with vigilance, she immediately reached for her red demon bells.
But it was too late, Serena’s speed was faster, her small white hand reached out, she snatched the string of red demon bells.
"Give it back! Serena, give me back the demon bells!" Consort Willow was very emotional, she immediately tried to grab the demon bells.
Serena stepped back, swiftly avoiding Consort Willow, she raised the string of red demon bells, her bright eyes glittered with dazzling fragments of light, "Consort Willow, don’t be stingy, borrow the demon bells for me to use a while."
Consort Willow’s feet were chained heavily, she eagerly lunged at Serena, the next second "thump," she fell flat on her face, utterly clumsy and embarrassed.
Consort Willow clenched her fist tightly, her eyes red with furious glaring at Serena, "What are you trying to do, what do you want with my demon bells?"
Serena calmly stood ahead, her skirt swayed with a radiant arc before falling, she looked down at the fallen Consort Willow, gently remarked, "Simple, the Crawford family’s pain stemmed from a string of demon bells, now... let me end it with this string of demon bells."
Consort Willow gasped.
Serena Sterling came out, Cherie followed behind, "Princess, where do you say the Merfolk princess is now?"
"If I’m not mistaken, this Merfolk princess should be right by our side, she came much earlier than we expected," Serena softly replied.
Cherie was puzzled, "Then who is this Merfolk princess?"
Serena looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, "Should be... soon, we’ll know very soon, let’s go."
"Princess, where are we going?"
"To the hospital, to see Aunt Iris."
Serena was walking in the corridor when she saw several familiar figures ahead, Jude Crawford had arrived, alongside Isabelle Willow and Dylan Gardner.
The three stood together, Jude Crawford’s large hand tightly gripping Isabelle Willow’s arm, his deep charming face was gloomy, his hand vigorously holding Isabelle Willow showed visible intense veins, he forcibly kept Isabelle Willow close.
Isabelle Willow furrowed her brows, her face was pale, struggling to free Jude Crawford’s grip, she softly explained, "Jude Crawford, you’ve misunderstood, I came to the hospital to see Iris, just accidentally met Dylan in the ward, we didn’t say anything before you arrived."
Serena understood, she helplessly sighed, Jude Crawford seemed to be a catching-adulterer expert finding this sight too.
He’s such an old man, yet still so hot-tempered, and jealous!