Yaya glared fiercely at June Kane, and June was intimidated by the little girl's gaze and skills, not daring to approach.
She turned her head to look at the bodyguard who had been beaten by Yaya, enduring her feelings.
Forget it, don't make a move on Serena Sullivan for now. Just wait until Wayne Jennings ruins her and then Ethan Grant will despise her. There won't be any bodyguards to protect her anymore.
"Aunt June, should I hand this over to Wayne Jennings?"
Serena asked again.
She pressed her lips together, her face calm, not afraid even if she guessed June Kane's intentions.
June furrowed her brows; why did Serena seem so calm?
Was this an act, or was Serena truly unafraid?
She suddenly recalled Felicity Sterling's warning, stating that Serena was highly scheming.
"Earlier, you had Felicity come over to offer a toast, spiked the wine brought by the waiter, waited for me to drink it, and then made up an excuse to have Felicity take me somewhere else for a private chat."
