Watching You Burn In Regret novel Chapter 11

Seren was momentarily stunned; she'd never heard of someone sending a substitute to a blind date before.

But the name Lennon Crestwell was familiar.

As the eldest son of the Crestwell family, he was Seaside City's most celebrated prodigy—a name known to practically everyone.

Barely out of his twenties, he'd started from nothing and built NE Group, now ranked among the world's top corporations. Not even thirty, and already worth billions, he was the city's youngest self-made tycoon. In Seaside City, if he so much as snapped his fingers, the whole city would feel the tremor.

Seren had only ever heard stories about him—never expected to meet the man in person. Let alone meet him like this, across a table, on a date arranged by their families. It all felt surreal, like she was drifting through a dream.

Lennon, on the other hand, was perfectly composed. His pale, elegant fingers held a carved porcelain teapot as he poured her a cup of tea. His features were striking, and even the simple act of pouring tea was mesmerizing to watch.

"Miss Bradley, I must say, I find you quite charming," he said, his voice even and pleasant. "May I ask what you look for in a partner?"

Seren had just gotten out of a relationship and wasn't about to jump into anything new.

She was just trying to think of how to answer when her phone buzzed in her pocket. Sheridan's name popped up on the screen.

Without a second thought, Seren declined the call.

There was nothing left to say to Sheridan.

She'd devoted three years to caring for him, and still, he'd managed to send her away without a hint of warmth. Seren realized that a heart left cold for three years wouldn't warm no matter how much longer she waited. She wasn't about to waste another second.

Her greatest strength was a clear-sighted capacity to let go. She viewed love as a two-way street; able to accept delayed returns but never a one-sided investment. When no return was forthcoming, she would walk away in time.

But the phone wouldn't stop. Moments after she hung up, it rang again, relentless. Sheridan was not about to give up so easily.

"Do you need some privacy?" Lennon asked, glancing at her phone with a gentleman's composure.

"It's fine. Just a quick call," Seren replied lightly.

Lennon nodded, a subtle smile on his lips as he settled back and sipped his tea, saying nothing more.

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