Chapter 363

If Serena were to dry her own hair, she'd have been done five minutes ago. But somehow, it was taking even longer with Hugh's help. She kept her head down, not daring to say a word—unaware that Hugh's eyes were overflowing with warmth and tenderness behind her. … "Why didn't anyone tell me sooner?" "Serena's birthday party? At a bar? And Cole still went? That's his aunt for god's sake! Hugh didn't even show up, so why the hell did he go?" Sarah was hysterical as she clutched the sleeve of one of Cole's secretaries. The homemade lunch she brought—carefully prepared, lovingly packed—lay scattered on the ground. She had thought Cole was working late again, like always. So she brought him something a bit of comfort to break the grind. But Cole wasn't there. Just his secretaries, working overtime in his place. And when she asked where he'd gone, it broke her. Serena again! No matter what she did, men flocked to her like dogs wagging their tails. The secretaries flinched at Sarah'