Hunter Jackson sat in his office, his face buried in the shadows cast by the dim desk lamp. His brows were furrowed, and his breathing was heavy. A deep mix of disgust and anger had haunted him ever since that night at the nightclub with Serena. What happened there had shattered his peace of mind.

Suddenly, the door swung open. Serena entered, her face swollen with tears and eyes bloodshot. She clutched her phone tightly in her hand.

“Hunter…” her voice trembled.

Hunter looked up at her coldly. “Why are you here again?”

Serena stepped forward, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I... I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just......