Logan was the first one out of the car.
Marianne glared at the Porsche, pouting as she muttered, "Hasn't she any shame!"
If people found out that the child raised by the Wynn family was now the mistress of an old man older than them, she couldn't imagine how they would be ridiculed.
Patrick had clearly lost his mind, still thinking that the Wynn family's current predicament was all Serena's fault. It was because Serena was a jinx that she'd cursed the Wynn family into this state!
Marianne looked at her own daughter beside her, whose eyes were red and head was lowered as if she was about to cry. She grabbed Hailey's hand. "Hailey, don't be afraid! No matter what your father says, you are Mommy's only treasure. Serena... even if she comes back to the Wynn family, she can't take away anything that belongs to you."
With that, she pulled Hailey out of the car. "Come on, Hailey, let's go see which old man that little tramp has managed to seduce!"
She said that, but in reality, Marianne had the same concern as Logan. She was worried...
That if Patrick was provoked by that little tramp Serena, he would take his anger out on her.
With the sudden pull, Hailey nearly fell out of the car.
Her finger brushed against her phone screen, unlocking it.
Her gaze suddenly fell on the screen, where she saw a new message.
Her eyes instantly lit up.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
"Serena! Serena!"
Patrick had already rushed to the side of the Porsche, forcing a smile as he spoke to the window. "Serena, Dad knows he was wrong. I came here personally to take you home..."
The window didn't roll down. In fact, he could hear the sound of the engine starting.
Patrick's forced smile stiffened, and
a note of urgency crept into his voice. He placed his hands on the window pressing his face against the glass to shout inside. "Serena know you're still angry but show you enough sincerity to prove I know I was wrong."
"For the past four years, I neglected you. It was all my fault! Come home with me. At home... I've already arranged a new room for you, designed completely in the style you like!"
He was practically plastered to the window, craning his neck to see inside the car. He could vaguely make out two figures sitting in the back seat.
Even with just a glimpse of their outlines, Patrick could feel it... an overwhelming aura of power and refined elegance pressing down on him. It made his body stiffen and a strange chill run down his neck.
Was that... Serena's sugar daddy? That white-haired old man who looked even older than him?
Why hadn't he felt such an imposing presence when he saw him from a distance?
To be able to exude such a powerful aura through the car window... Serena's benefactor must be someone of considerable status!
No wonder Serena didn't choose one of those young heirs.
Patrick's mind was already racing, trying to figure out which old man in all of Vaelion
City held a status above those young scions.
Could it be...
Their... father? Or grandfather?
Those
young heirs were all from prominent, wealthy families in Vaelion City and even across Elyndor! If he could use Serena. curry favor with the patriarchs of those families... that would be far more profitable than sucking up to a bunch of kids!
At that thought, Patrick's eyes lit up.
He knocked on the window even more forcefully, wishing he could smash through it,
grab Serena, and stage a touching father-daughter reunion.
"Serena, is that your boyfriend sitting next to you? Why don't you both get out and let me meet him?"