Chapter 3

Lena POV

I didn't leave.

I checked into the room next door. And kindly arranged room service for them. To be delivered tomorrow morning.

Sitting on the sofa, I called my father.

"Lena?"

My father's voice sounded somewhat tired.

"It's so late. Did Kai make you angry again? I'll have someone cancel his cards right now!"

Hearing that long-missed voice, my eyes grew hot.

In my last life, my father lowered himself so much for me, even begging Kai to treat me well.

In the end, Kai orchestrated his death in a "construction accident," and we never even found his remains.

I took a deep breath.

"Dad, I've figured it out."

"What?"

"Kai isn't suitable to be my husband, and he's even less suitable to be the company's successor."

I looked at the dark night outside the window, my tone calm.

"I want to withdraw funding. Stop all of Kai's projects. Also, compile evidence of his embezzlement. I need to use it."

Silence on the other end for a full ten seconds.

Then came ecstatic joy.

"Lena, are you serious? You've finally seen that bastard's true face?!"

"I have."

It was a lesson learned with my life.

"Dad, this time I'll handle it myself. Don't interfere. Just watch."

After hanging up, I had the most peaceful sleep I'd had in ten years.

The next morning.

My alarm woke me.

My arranged "audience" had arrived.

I put on a bathrobe and opened the door.

The hallway was packed with people.

There was the hotel manager, several reporters who "just happened" to receive a tip, and even two of Kai's business rivals.

"Miss Lancaster, this... this is?"

The manager wiped cold sweat.

I pointed at the tightly shut door next door.

"My fiancé drank too much last night. I heard Miss Serena went in to take care of him all night. A man and a woman alone-I'm not comfortable with it. I need everyone to witness this for me."

"Open the door."

The manager didn't dare disobey and opened it with trembling hands.

The door opened.

An indescribable scent rushed out.

On the bed, two bodies were tangled together, the blanket only half covering them.

Kai hadn't woken up, one arm possessively around the woman in his arms.

And Serena, who usually looked at people down her nose, was now covered in bruises and marks, curled up in his arms like a broken rag doll, sleeping soundly.

Camera flashes instantly blazed like daylight.

The clicking shutters sounded like a funeral procession for this tragic couple.

Kai was awakened by the bright light, frowning as he opened his eyes.

When he saw the scene before him, saw me standing at the door and the excited cameras behind me, his pupils instantly contracted to pinpoints.

"Lena?!"

He sat up abruptly. With this movement, Serena in his arms was also startled awake.

She opened her eyes groggily, letting out a sweet moan.

"Kai..."

The next second, she saw the crowd at the door.

That cold, proud face instantly turned pale as paper.

She screamed and grabbed the blanket to cover herself, trembling all over.

"Get out! All of you get out! Don't photograph me! I'm Serena! How dare you!"

Wasn't she the one who looked down on people who sold their bodies for fame and fortune?

Right now, in this wretched state, she should really take a good look at herself.

I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, smiling sarcastically.

"Miss Serena, why are you screaming? Weren't you the one crying and begging to go in and take care of him last night?"

"Childhood sweethearts finally together. This is such a joyous occasion."

Kai stared at me with eyes that wanted to tear me to pieces.

He quickly reacted, grabbed a pillow to cover Serena's face, and growled through gritted teeth.

"Lena! You did this on purpose! You're taking revenge on me!"

"Revenge?"

I chuckled and walked in.

"Kai, you were the one who told me to get out last night. You were the one who held her in bed. What, now that you've had your fun, you're pulling up your pants and denying it?"