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Serenaâs POV
âYou were behind this, Elena? You tried to ruin my career and you have the nerve to call me a snake?â I ask. I try to keep my face calm, but I can feel my hands shaking.
Elena shoots me a sharp look, trying to intimidate me. I stare back just as hard. I just want to get to the bottom of this.
Elena shifts her gaze from me to Bill. âI have no idea what youâre talking about. Youâre letting that woman cloud your judgment,â she insists, her eyes flicking nervously between us.
Bill shakes his head, his disbelief clear. âWe both know thatâs not true, Mom. We have the video of you and Max talking, and you handing him cash. What was that for, if not sabotage?â
Elena straightens, her voice firm. âBill, Max and I were just talking about a project. And whereâs your proof that Max was the one who destroyed the jewelry?â
âThe video shows you giving him money, Mom. Six hours before the show. Itâs hard to see that as a coincidence,â Bill points out.
I can barely catch my breath, each inhale sharper than the last. I pace, unable to stand still. I always knew Elena hate me. But sabotaging my work, my passion, was a level of cruelty I never expected from her.
Tears well up in my eyes. âHow could you do this, Elena?â I ask.
âBecause you donât belong in this industry. Youâre out of your depth. This world is for real talents, not opportunists who think they can waltz in and claim a spot,â Elena
snaps.
âThis isnât about you, Mom,â he interjects sharply. âSerena has worked hard for her place. People need to see Serenaâs work. Sheâs talented, and her jewelry looks stunning.â
Heat creeps up my cheeks as Bill stands up for me. Iâm not used to him being this vocal, especially in front of his mom. It leaves me feeling unexpectedly warm inside hearing him praise my work.
âWhatâs got into you, Bill?â she asks. âSheâs nothing special. I donât know why you and
Calvin are crazy about this woman.â
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Chapter 0089
Serenaâs POV
âYou were behind this, Elena? You tried to ruin my career and you have the nerve to call me a snake?â I ask. I try to keep my face calm, but I can feel my hands shaking.
Elena shoots me a sharp look, trying to intimidate me. I stare back just as hard. I just want to get to the bottom of this.
Elena shifts her gaze from me to Bill. âI have no idea what youâre talking about. Youâre letting that woman cloud your judgment,â she insists, her eyes flicking nervously between us.
Bill shakes his head, his disbelief clear. âWe both know thatâs not true, Mom. We have the video of you and Max talking, and you handing him cash. What was that for, if not sabotage?â
Elena straightens, her voice firm. âBill, Max and I were just talking about a project. And whereâs your proof that Max was the one who destroyed the jewelry?â
âThe video shows you giving him money, Mom. Six hours before the show. Itâs hard to see that as a coincidence,â Bill points out.
I can barely catch my breath, each inhale sharper than the last. I pace, unable to stand still. I always knew Elena hate me. But sabotaging my work, my passion, was a level of cruelty I never expected from her.
Tears well up in my eyes. âHow could you do this, Elena?â I ask.
âBecause you donât belong in this industry. Youâre out of your depth. This world is for real talents, not opportunists who think they can waltz in and claim a spot,â Elena snaps.
âThis isnât about you, Mom,â he interjects sharply. âSerena bas worked hard for her place. People need to see Serenaâs work. Sheâs talented, and her jewelry looks stunning.â
Heat creeps up my cheeks as Bill stands up for me. Iâm not used to him being this vocal, especially in front of his mom. It leaves me feeling unexpectedly warm inside hearing him praise my work.
âWhatâs got into you, Bill?â she asks. âSheâs nothing special. I donât know why you and Calvin are crazy about this woman.
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Bill shakes his head, his resolve clear in his firm voice. âI wonât let you get away with this, Mom. Everyone will know you set Serena up to fail.â
Elenaâs face registers shock, her voice rising with disbelief. âYouâre choosing this woman over your own family, Bill? You really must be out of your mind!â
Bill sighs, tired and frustrated. âIâve told you before, call her Serena,â he says firmly.â Sheâs the love of my life. If you canât accept that, then you might as well forget you have a son.â
Elenaâs face falls, her eyes widening slightly as the sting of Billâs words hits her. Without a word, she turns sharply and leaves the room.
As Bill and I stand in the midst of the crowd, neither of us makes a move to speak. Thereâs a lot on my mind, but I canât seem to put my feelings into words.
I mean Iâm grateful he stood up for me against his momâs hurtful remarks, something. heâs never done before. But itâs a lot to absorb. This is the first time heâs defended me
like this, and Iâm still trying to wrap my head around what it means for us.
Instead of speaking, Bill simply nods and flashes a pained smile. Itâs the same smile! saw when I was on the runway today.
I watch Bill as he heads for the exit, his eyes catching Max Laurentâs as they both
move in the same direction.
âYou scumbag!â Billâs voice rings out angrily as he throws a punch straight at Maxâs chin. The hit is hard, and Max stumbles back, looking dazed.
The crowd gasps collectively, their eyes widening in shock as Billâs fist connects with Maxâs chin. Some people step back while others murmur to each other, exchanging. uncertain glances. A tense silence falls over the room, broken only by the sound of Billâs heavy breathing and Maxâs groan of pain.
Marjorie pushes her way through the crowd. She checks on Max whoâs still in the ground. âI will not condone violence in my presence,â she asserts. âBill Richardson, leave now.â
Bill winces visibly, his hand cradling the aftermath of his punch. He walks away and doesnât look back. The tension eases a bit as he leaves, but thereâs still a feeling of unease among the onlookers.
âWhat just happened here?â Calvinâs worried voice cuts through the tension as he appears beside me. âSerena, are you okay?â
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I nod, my own worry reflected in his eyes. âJust get me out of here,â I reply.