Semua Bab The Art of Revenge: Bab 61 - Bab 70

On the other end, Xavier furrowed his sharp brows, his voice lowering. “Serena… you’re not doing this because of Clint, are you?”Serena let out a dry laugh. “What do you think?”“You told me you’d never have anything to do with him again, but… Gaius is his father…”“Stop overthinking. I just want to know if his death had anything to do with my dad.”“But a few days ago, I offered to look into it for you, and you said no. What changed?”“I…”Serena recalled the strange reaction her mother had when she mentioned Gaius and Dr. Beckett. Her brows furrowed tightly.“I’ve run into some odd people lately—and some even odder situations. I think it’s time I figured out what really happened back then.”“Odd people and situations?” Xavier lounged on his extra-wide luxury hospit

Before the servants could respond, a tall, well-built figure stepped into view.When she saw who it was, Mrs. Ryder’s eyes lit up. She jumped up from her seat and rushed over to greet him. “Christan! What are you doing back?!”“Mom.” Christan gave her a gentle hug and smiled. “I was missing everyone. Thought I’d come home to see you all.”“You could’ve at least called ahead! I would’ve had the kitchen make all your favorite dishes!”Christan glanced at the long rosewood dining table. “This looks great. I can eat all of it.”With that, he made his way to the empty seat beside his father, greeting the family as he walked over.Grandpa Bryan and Mr. Ryder both nodded slightly in acknowledgment, without much expression.Sensing the tension in the room, Christan acted like he didn’t notice a thing and said cheerfully, “As soon as I walked in, I heard Mom talk

Raising his eyes to look at the old man, Christan said, "Grandpa, don't worry about Celia. I'll talk to her and try to help her through this.""Alright, go try talking to her," the old man nodded. "Your mother’s tried several times in the past few days, but that girl’s stubborn as a mule—nothing gets through to her. You two have always been close since childhood. Maybe she'll actually listen to you."Seeing the sorrow on Grandpa Bryan's face, Christan suddenly felt a wave of guilt.He said earnestly, “Grandpa, you’re getting older now. You should be enjoying your golden years in peace, not getting worked up over things like this. This whole mess Celia’s gotten into—it's my fault as her big brother. I’ve been so focused on work, I neglected my family. I should have noticed what was going on with her sooner.”The old man waved it off. “You’re a man—building your career first is no sin.

“Yes! Cut it!” Serena replied confidently. “Although the surface of the stone doesn’t look great, I believe it’s large and thick enough that the deeper you go, the more unpredictable it becomes—and the more likely you are to find high-quality gemstone.”“But…”Mr. Kim glanced at Grandpa Bryan, who was stroking his beard, lost in thought.Mr. Kim said hesitantly, “Based on the surface features, the inside is likely just low-grade, poor-quality bean gemstone. If I cut it open, I might not even recover 2 million of my cost.”Serena remained calm. “You said yourself that when you bought this stone, it was a gamble. Since you’re gambling, why not go all in? Who knows—one slice and your ‘bicycle turns into a motorcycle.’ Not only might you not lose money, but you could even make a few million.”“You… you’re sure?” Mr. Kim

Startled, Serena quickly looked up and replied, “Uh? No… nothing!”Grandpa Bryan gave a soft chuckle and gestured to the delicate porcelain cup in front of her. “Go on, have a sip before it cools. With such fine tea from Mr. Kim’s collection, it’d be a shame to let it go to waste.”“Right!” Serena nodded and carefully lifted the cup, taking a small sip.The tea was complex—slightly sharp at first, but soon mellowed into a smooth, lingering finish with subtle floral notes beneath the surface.She clicked her tongue in appreciation and gave a soft sigh. “Mr. Kim, this is wonderful. Clean aroma, smooth body, and the aftertaste… it really lingers. Is this a first flush Darjeeling? Or maybe a rare Ceylon blend?”Mr. Kim’s face lit up.He set his own cup down with an eager smile. “Miss Knowles, you know your tea?”Serena gave a modest shrug. “My father