Game Over No Second Chances

The host said, "Previously, someone caught you and Mr. Larson leaving a pet

hospital together. I'd like to ask if the Amber Group ever received funding from the Larson Group through him?"

As always, gossip was an eternal favorite.

Serena had seen this coming. She smiled gently.

"That wouldn't be true if I said the funding is totally unrelated to him. But instead of saying he helped me out of personal interest, I'd say Amber Group earned the Larson Group's support through our own strength. As for any so-called 'personal interest,' if tutoring me in finance behind closed doors counts, then sure, maybe quite a bit."

She gave the camera a playful wink, her tone suggestive.

The livestream chat exploded instantly.

"People keep saying marrying Mr. Larson is like marrying an emotionless iceberg, but I think landing this ultimate bachelor looks pretty sweet! I'm flunking finance. Mr. Larson, come tutor me too!"noveldrama

"Excuse me, but you're not Serena Jansen. Why would you get that kind of special treatment? Mr. Larson and Ms. Jansen, please bless me for not failing my finance course. My whole startup project is modeled after Amber Group!"

"So, in the end, it's just her husband pulling strings. The so-called female entrepreneur is just selling herself."

"What a gross comment. If you've got the same strings, go sell yourself then."

Before that last argument could fully ignite, the real-time comments in the livestream were shut down.

Under the post of Javerton City Economic Channel official account, a row of question marks popped up.

"Sure, those comments were nasty, but killing the chat that fast? Seriously?"

"Anyone still unaware that this channel's backed by the Larson Group? I bet it was Mr. Larson who shut it down."

"Do you think Mr. Larson has nothing better to do than shut down the real-time comments of a livestream?"

On the other side of the screen, Hugh's expression darkened visibly.

Behind him, Chandler wiped the sweat off his brow.

Who said Hugh had better things to do than shutting down the comment section? If that host dared ask anything else inappropriate again, he might even shut the entire

livestream down.

Hugh calmly watched the interview until the end before sending Serena a message.

"Congratulations."

"Dinner's on me," Serene replied instantly with a location.

Clearly, she'd been prepared.

That lifted his mood a little. He told Chandler to keep an eye on the online comments and went to meet her.

The restaurant Serena had chosen was a private, high-end place with excellent privacy. The booths were staggered so that only vague silhouettes of other diners could be seen. They served refined and tasty Havernish Cuisine.

Serena raised her glass, beaming.

"If it weren't for your guidance, Amber Group wouldn't have grown this fast. This toast is for you."

"If you didn't have the foundation, no amount of tutoring would've helped."

Hugh kept a straight face but still raised his glass to clink hers gently.

From two people who once couldn't manage a full conversation, they now chatted through an entire meal with ease.

Serena had ever

even

brought two sets of custom-made cufflinks. One was a bold design in gold and dark green by an international master. The other was a museum collab piec recommended-gold-threaded, luxurious, yet understated

Hugh's cuffs were bare.

He usually just grabbed whatever was on hane when attending formal events.

As Serena was long used to shopping for Zach, she had a habit of browsing men's accessories. When she saw these cufflinks, she instinctively thought of Hugh.

But seeing Hugh's unreadable expression, she couldn't tell whether he liked them or not.

She asked softly, "You don't like them?"