A Warm Marriage After Rebirth

Seraphina Sterling arrived at Terrence Grant’s courtyard and cut right to the chase, demanding Cheney outright!

Hughes had never seen Seraphina Sterling act like this. Though she wore a warm smile, he could faintly sense a murderous aura emanating from her. ’And Cheney is already half-dead,’ he thought. ’What could she possibly want with a dying man!’

"Seraphina Sterling, Mr. Grant isn’t here. I can’t make the call on this!" Hughes wasn’t just putting her off. The truth was, Terrence Grant hadn’t gotten to the bottom of the matter yet—specifically, who was trying to kill him. Cheney was the only person who had direct contact with the perpetrator, so keeping him was crucial for the investigation!

"Hughes, let’s not mince words. Cheney has been in your hands long enough, yet you haven’t gotten any useful information from him. It’s not because he’s tough; it’s because he doesn’t know anything beyond that man, Aidan Stallard! We both know Cheney is just a pawn for the mastermind—a piece of bait to lure Terrence Grant into a trap, a disposable piece of cannon fodder! Since keeping him is useless for you, you might as well give him to me. Let him serve one final purpose."

Although Seraphina Sterling’s voice was soft, her attitude was incredibly assertive. Even Hughes could barely handle it. ’Where does she normally hide this overbearing aura? Could it be that after spending so much time around Mr. Grant, even her presence has started to feel like his?’

"Cheney might seem useless at the moment, but whether or not to hand him over to you... that’s a decision I can’t make!" Hughes did his best to maintain his professional poker face.

"What’s this? Getting desperate for a man? You’re not even of age yet. Is it really a good idea to be this thirsty? But, if you really need a man that badly, you could always come to me! A man as handsome and dashing as yours truly is a much better option than that half-dead Cheney!" Terrence Grant had appeared at the doorway at some point, clearly having just returned.

Seraphina Sterling gazed at the arrogant man, who radiated a magnetic charm. A dazzling smile suddenly bloomed on her lips, and her cool, clear eyes grew even more radiant and captivating. She slowly approached Terrence Grant, and with a slight lift of her eyes, her expression became utterly seductive.

Terrence Grant suddenly felt his entire body tense as a familiar heat surged relentlessly through him.

Seraphina Sterling stopped in front of Terrence Grant. She leaned forward slightly, rose onto her tiptoes, and whispered close to his ear, "What am I to do? I only need Cheney!" Her voice was so soft it could turn a man’s bones to jelly. Even Hughes felt a tingling sensation all over, while beads of sweat had already formed on Terrence Grant’s forehead.

"Hughes, bring out Cheney!" Terrence Grant practically forced the words through gritted teeth.

The moment Hughes left, Terrence Grant immediately snaked an arm around Seraphina Sterling’s slender waist and crushed his lips against hers!

’Their lips met, and he was struck by the soft sensation. They were like the cotton candy from his childhood—impossibly sweet.’

Seraphina Sterling had only meant to provoke him a little; she never expected him to be so easily riled up that he would just kiss her! But despite her shock, she composed herself in an instant, her eyes wide open as she calmly watched the man who was clearly losing control.

Sensing that Seraphina Sterling wasn’t reacting at all, Terrence Grant abruptly released her lips. As if to hide his earlier eagerness, his attitude grew even more arrogant. "You don’t even taste good!"

"Mr. Grant, since you’ve already collected your fee, I’ll be taking Cheney now!" From start to finish, Seraphina Sterling remained utterly calm, even after being kissed so forcefully.

Grabbing Cheney’s arm with one hand, Seraphina Sterling left Terrence Grant’s courtyard.

Watching her departing figure, Terrence Grant frowned. ’Fee? I just gave her a kiss, what fee did I collect? And what did that damn Seraphina Sterling call me? Mr. Grant? So much for respecting your teacher! I rushed back from the base the moment I heard she was here, and she calls me Mr. Grant? She won’t even call me Teacher anymore!’

’Absolutely outrageous!’