Watching You Burn In Regret novel Chapter 44

With a calm, measured voice, Thurman worked to diffuse the tension. "It's good you're here, Seren. Now the whole family can head inside together."

At a glance, Thurman immediately recognized the man standing beside Seren—Lennon.

Years of experience in the business world had honed Thurman's instincts; it took only a moment to sense that Seren and Lennon shared an unusually close bond.

He hadn't been pleased when Seren had insisted on being with Sheridan before. Marriages among their circles were, after all, strategic alliances—strength marrying strength. The Powers family lived hundreds of miles away, with no business dealings or interests overlapping with the Bradleys. A match like that would do nothing to further the family's fortunes.

But now, seeing Seren with Lennon, Thurman felt she had finally come to her senses.

Zena, who had been quietly critical, followed Thurman's gaze and caught sight of Lennon. Her expression faltered, and she fell silent.

Carla, ever perceptive, immediately sensed something had shifted. She looked up, puzzled. Until now, her attention had been fixed solely on Seren, watching her every move, and she hadn't noticed the man at her side.

Now, seeing him for the first time, Carla froze.

The man was striking, his presence impossible to ignore. He wore a light gray tailored suit, exuding understated elegance and quiet confidence. Even without speaking, simply standing there, he commanded the room—handsome, poised, and unmistakably set apart from the crowd.

Lennon may have been the golden child of the Crestwell family, but he'd always kept a low profile, never once appearing at public events.

Naturally, Carla hadn't recognized him. But the mocking smile faded from her lips, her expression turning serious.

All these years, she'd assumed the man Seren had chased after so desperately was nothing special, someone entirely forgettable. She never imagined he would be so remarkable at first glance.

And clearly, both Zena and Thurman now seemed to approve of him. Otherwise, they would not have treated him with such genuine respect and courtesy.

If it had been just Zena's invitation, Seren would have ignored her completely and gone upstairs without a second thought. They'd made it clear she wasn't welcome; she felt no desire to force a connection.

But with Thurman's gesture, leaving immediately would seem rude.

Seren instinctively turned her head, glancing up at Lennon with a questioning look.

Their eyes met.

Lennon's gaze was gentle. "It's your call. I'll go wherever you want."

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