A Lesson for Jessica?


    Orion walked towards Seraphina. His maic voice cut through the tension.


    "Have you made your choice?"


    Seraphina could feel the intense voice.


    on her back without having to turn around when she heard his


    The surrounding chatter seemed to quieten down.


    The air between them grew thick with tension. The sales manager cleared her throat and tried to ease the atmosphere.


    She proposed, "Mr. Dros is here. We''re all acquaintances. How about a special discount?"


    Seraphina let out a fake smile and scoffed. She said, "I don''t know him well. No need for a discount."


    The atmosphere grew even more strained.


    Seraphina lifted her head, meeting Orion''s stern gaze with unwavering defiance.


    "Does Mr. Dros personally attend to every customer whoes to buy a house here?"


    Why should I receive special treatment?


    I seriously didn''t want to see Orion.


    "You''re different, Seraphina," Orion said, his voice deep and calm.


    "How so?"


    Seraphina''s voice was icy, and her eyebrows arched in challenge.


    Was it because she was now the president of Cross Group?


    Did that warrant this personal attention from Orion? Was this supposed to be a privilege?


    "You''re my ex-wife, which makes you different from others," Orion said, his tone neutral, though the words ''ex-wife'' left a bitter taste in his mouth.


    He couldn''t quite exin where that wasing from.


    "Which house do you prefer? I''ll gift it to you," he offered.


    Orion recalled the scene at the HERS show, where Seraphina brazenly asked Justin for a yacht. That moment had been particrly jarring.


    He had never given her anything substantial.


    Perhaps if she epted his gift now, it would ease his conscience.


    Seraphina chuckled lightly, as if she had heard a funny joke.


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    A Lesson for Jessica?


    "Give it to me? Mr. Dros, you are very generous. Are you always so generous with all of your exes?"


    Orion''s brows furrowed. He was about to retort, but Seraphina cut him off.


    Finished


    "You acknowledge the term ''ex-wife'' which means we have nothing to do with each other. I see no reason to ept your gift. I wouldn''t want your family to use me of vanityter." Turning to the sales manager, she said, "Sign the contract. Swipe my card. I''ll pay in full."N?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    She wasn''t about to bend to Orion''s whims for money.


    Seraphina would never touch a penny of the Droses wealth.


    The sales manager hesitated. She looked at Orion, whose frown deepened. She was eager to make the sale, but would the boss approve?


    Ken gave her a discreet look. The sales manager understood the hint and promptly left to proceed with the


    sale.


    Just as Orion was about to speak, his phone rang. He answered, listening intently as the caller spoke urgently. "Orion, it''s bad. Jessica was in a car ident. She''s lost a lot of blood and is in the hospital."


    Given the close proximity, Seraphina heard every word clearly.


    Jessica''s name always made her alert.


    Orion squinted his eyes. He instinctively frowned, a mix of irritation and concern darkening his features.


    "Alright, I''m on my way," he said, hanging up and fixing his gaze on Seraphina. He exined, "She''s been in an ident."


    He knew she had overheard the conversation.


    Seraphina was shocked, initially suspecting Thomas might be involved.


    She quickly dismissed the thought. She had instructed Thomas to teach Jessica a lesson, but she hadn''t intended for her to die. If Thomas wanted someone dead, he wouldn''t choose this moment or use such a crude method.


    With a nonchnt shrug, Seraphina rebuked, "What does her ident have to do with me? Telling me won''t make her recover. Maybe she''ll be fine by the time you get there."


    Orion''s face froze as she continued, "She''s losing a lot of blood and might need a blood donor. The two of you have the same blood type."


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