Chapter 542: Chapter 542: Saying Goodbye for the Last Time
"Hmm." Silas Hawthorne responded, checking to ensure no one was around, he said, "Don’t let this out."
"Got it!" Raine immediately gestured as if zipping her lips.
Silas nodded and walked outside.
Raine chuckled for a bit before heading into the office to report the relevant matters to Serena Sterling.
Serena didn’t really mind much.
She didn’t remind Raine either.
It was just that Raine had a peculiar look in her eyes.
"Is something wrong?" Serena asked curiously.
Raine quickly shook her head, but seeing Serena still looking at her, she said, "I just didn’t expect you and Mr. Hawthorne to be like this in private."
Serena smiled and gave Raine a helpless look.
Raine made the zipping gesture again.
Serena looked at the blue sky outside the window, recalling what Silas said before he left.
"I don’t want every encounter with you to seem pitiful."
"Later in Aeston, we’ll often cross paths, not to mention the cooperation, so I told him that if he wants to give you something, he should give you nice desserts, since you like them."
Serena withdrew her gaze, focusing on a photo frame beside her.
The family of three in the frame were smiling happily.
This was just a small interlude; Serena quickly immersed herself in work.
The communication with MKK started soon.
Serena’s actions on this end were swift.
Not only did she reach out to The Lawson Corporation.
Later, she also approached the Ford Group.
She especially sought out Percival Ford for a chat, asking about the archipelago, but didn’t mention his eldest son’s death.
After all, that might be Percival Ford’s lifelong pain.
In March, Silas Hawthorne had already taken a risky trip up there once, so Serena had gathered a lot of information.
Silas was also privately clearing up some remnants.
Using some undetectable methods.
All these years, Silas’s influence at sea had always been more than just on the surface.
...
Aeston remained lively and busy as usual.
The biggest news recently was that Serena had woken up, met some people, and had a meal with Julian Lawson.
But since it was a meal with three people, and later it was revealed to be a business dinner, the interactions weren’t very close afterward, everything seemingly just a formality, so people didn’t say much.
Every day brings something new.
Aeston is exceptionally lively.
But beneath such liveliness, it seemed like something was quietly brewing.
...
Time slowly passed.
Quickly, three months went by.
During this time, Serena was actively rehabbing every day.
With the help of doctors and a professional team, she gradually was able to stand, to walk, to walk for long periods, and even to run.
Now Serena no longer needed a wheelchair.
There were many who followed her, but what they saw was only her daily work and rehabilitation activities.
However, on this day, a globally shocking news suddenly broke out.
SKR lost to MKK in the confrontation, and it wasn’t just an ordinary defeat, it was a total rout!
All industries were surrounded by MKK, undergoing bankruptcy proceedings, and core personnel were fleeing rapidly.
SKR, such a behemoth, was suddenly heading for bankruptcy!
This directly caused a major shock in the global financial community!
This was an entity capable of matching MKK, even previously pressuring MKK into seeking external help!
And they just went bankrupt like that!
It was far too sudden!
Previously, people thought the battle had its ups and downs, but it was assumed that at worst, one side would be forced to make concessions; no one expected it would become a life-and-death struggle!
And while MKK was aggressively attacking, no one noticed that Serena had suddenly disappeared.
...
Serena was currently sitting on a plane to Morova.
As the plane was descending, Serena gazed at the familiar scenery outside, her emotions complex.
Three months ago, after she had learned the whole truth, she coordinated various parties to take action.
Everything moved very fast.
Faster even than she had anticipated.
The opponents had long since declined, plus MKK was no small player.
Adding their action, everything happened naturally.
In between, SKR considered coming to Aeston to take action against them.
However, learning from past lessons, although Aeston appeared unchanged on the surface, it had already been fortified like an ironclad fortress.
They couldn’t break through the blockade.
Coupled with MKK’s strong offensive.
The Linton Family, allied with various forces, surrounded and attacked.
Quickly, SKR was defeated.
In the end, SKR’s core personnel realized it was she who led all this, so they reached out, hoping to talk to her.
Thus, she boarded this plane.
"Is it tiring?" Silas Hawthorne asked from beside her.
Serena withdrew her gaze, smiling at Silas next to her.
"No," Serena said softly, "I’m just a bit nervous."
It wasn’t fear, it was tension.
After so many years, thinking about facing the people who had once driven her father to death.
Her heart was both excited and tense.
Silas held her hand.
"I’m here," Silas said softly.
Serena smiled and nodded.
"I know," she said.
During this time, he had always been by her side.
No matter what she was doing, he never left her.
...
The plane slowly taxied and finally landed.
The two of them switched to a car, accompanied by a team of bodyguards, heading towards the destination together.
Archie had already sent people to wait here.
"Uncle Archie," Serena greeted with a smile.
Archie nodded.
This victory was largely thanks to Serena and her team.
"Thank you," Archie said excitedly.
"It was what had to be done," Serena nodded, not saying much more.
"He’s inside," Archie said, "and all the surrounding areas are covered by our people, no safety concerns."
Serena nodded, knowing their capabilities.
Serena looked at Silas on the side and said, "Let’s go in."
"Okay," Silas took her hand.
Archie didn’t follow them in but waited outside.
Serena had matters to discuss with the person inside.
Serena walked in.
Everything inside was elegantly vintage, and a man with gray hair sat on the innermost sofa.
Hearing movement, he raised his head to look at Serena.
"You’re here," the man said.
Serena nodded, "Yes, I’m here."
The man nodded, still looking at her face, his expression complex, seemingly searching for something.
"Remember him?" Serena asked, sitting on a sofa beside the gray-haired man, "Evan Sheridan, my father."
The man’s gaze turned complex.
"Take a good look, there are traces of him in you," the man continued.
Serena looked at him.
Many had said she looked more like Sheila Jenkins, but when she looked in the mirror, she could see her father’s shadow.
"Did you expect this ending?" Serena asked.
