CHAPTER 180: CHAPTER 180: A LONG RECORD OF OFFENSES

"We don’t have much money on hand, each of us can only chip in two hundred thousand, plus yours, it should be enough as startup capital for the small studio..."

"We can start by making silver accessories, taking on small orders first. You have experience running a studio, and this time you have the two of us helping you. I believe our studio will be up and running soon."

Serena Jennings listened silently to Chantelle Stone and Megan Ross’s ideas, still not expressing her stance.

Chantelle Stone and Megan Ross exchanged a glance.

"You should think it over carefully. We’re serious."

"We really admire you, and we also want to have our own studio like you."

"If you don’t mind us, after you finish making Queen’s Crown, we can partner up and start the company together... Whoever wants to stay at FY, let them. I’m done with it!"

"Me too, me too, Serena, the future depends on you for both Chantelle and me."

As they spoke, their eyes both became moist.

Although Serena hadn’t agreed to start a company with Chantelle Stone and Megan Ross.

Ever since that deep conversation, Serena no longer refused Chantelle Stone and Megan Ross when they brought her coffee and sweets.

"If you want to start a studio with me, I’m the boss, and initially, you can only be assistants, so you’ll have to get used to making tea and serving water for me."

In the workspace, Serena said to Chantelle Stone and Megan Ross.

"Of course, we’re very happy to do that."

Chantelle Stone and Megan Ross pretended to nod and smile at Serena, but internally, they were seething.

After a week, they had practically become Serena’s followers, even like servants or maidservants.

Serena: "The coffee is too sweet, replace it."

Chantelle: "But weren’t you the one who wanted sugar?"

Serena: "I wanted American style with sugar, not a latte. Brew it again."

Chantelle: "..."

Serena: "For lunch today, I want beef curry rice from Pine Leaf House."

Megan: "Pine Leaf House is too far from our company, they don’t deliver."

Serena: "Then drive there to get it. It only takes an hour and a half round-trip, just on time before lunch break ends without being late."

Megan: "..."

Serena didn’t have a car, but ever since Chantelle Stone and Megan Ross declared loyalty to her, Serena had someone to drive her to and from work.

In the morning, Chantelle picked her up and took her to the company; after work, Megan drove her home.

The other employees at FY also gradually noticed that Chantelle Stone and Megan Ross were getting very close to Serena.

"Serena, come here for a moment."

During lunch break, Peter called Serena into his office.

"Is the crown making going well?"

"Mm, very well."

"You’ve been getting very close to Chantelle Stone and Megan Ross lately, I’m a bit worried."

Peter’s words were said in a tactful manner since he wasn’t sure if he had any right to interfere with Serena’s freedom to make friends.

"Don’t worry, Peter. Chantelle Stone and Megan Ross are both my friends now."

Serena smiled brightly, like a beautiful fox.

Eventually, Serena finished designing and making the crown for Queen Elizabeth.

Chantelle Stone and Megan Ross had been clamoring to see the grandeur of Queen’s Crown but were flatly refused by Serena.

Tonight, Queen Elizabeth will be attending a banquet with City A Municipal Government officials and business tycoons at the Royal Banquet Hall.

Her old crown is too damaged to be worn, and Serena promised to deliver the new crown before the banquet.

"Serena, you don’t have a car, just ride mine to the Royal Banquet Hall!"

"Sure!"

Serena agreed without hesitation.

Chantelle secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

These days, Serena had been riding in Chantelle and Megan’s car to and from work, and she had long been accustomed to treating them as her drivers.

"I’ll help you carry the crown."

Megan volunteered, but Serena shook her head.

"That’s not possible... What if you accidentally damaged it!"

Serena carefully held the gift box in her hands and gestured for Megan to open the car door for her, which Megan could only comply with.

Serena sat in Chantelle’s car, Serena in the passenger seat, Chantelle in the driver’s seat.

At first, the car was moving smoothly, seeing that they were only five minutes away from the Royal Banquet Hall, when Chantelle suddenly swerved into a small road.

The small road was muddy with puddles, and the front left tire got stuck in a mud pit and couldn’t be driven out no matter what, causing Chantelle to sweat profusely.

"I’m sorry, Serena, can you get out and help push?"

Seeing Serena’s unwilling expression, Chantelle added, "If this keeps up, we won’t be able to move, and you’ll be late. What if we delay the Queen’s banquet?"

"Alright, fine then!"

Serena sighed, unwillingly got out of the car, and went to the back.

Chantelle immediately opened the gift box on the seat, took out the crown inside, then placed the pre-prepared counterfeit inside before putting the crown in a bag and tucking it away.

Serena pushed a few times at the back of the car, and the front left tire finally got out of the mud pit.

She returned to the car, and Chantelle repeatedly expressed gratitude.

After dropping Serena off at the Royal Banquet Hall, Chantelle immediately drove to the back door and snuck into a small restaurant diagonally opposite.

Claire Shaw was waiting inside.

Chantelle handed the bag with the crown to Claire Shaw, who quickly put the bag in her own purse and swiftly left the restaurant, entering the Royal Banquet Hall from the back door.

The banquet had begun.

Serena arrived right on time.

She was dressed professionally, different from the men and women in formal attire inside the banquet hall.

Those people were all invited major figures from both political and business sectors, and she just counted as a delivery person at best.

Queen Elizabeth arrived at the entrance to the banquet hall.

She wore a sea-blue mermaid gown, her enchanting blonde hair loose, much like a mermaid.

"Your Majesty the Queen, sorry to keep you waiting."

Serena hadn’t yet handed the gift box to the queen when Cynthia Fulton came striding over in high heels.

"Your Majesty, you must be careful, this Serena has a history of wrongdoing, don’t let her deceive you."

"Oh?"

Queen Elizabeth raised an eyebrow and asked, "What kind of wrongdoing does Serena have?"

"She once used lab-grown diamonds instead of natural diamonds to make the jewelry set for my wedding..."

Before Cynthia Fulton finished speaking, Serena saw Claire Shaw coming over.

Of course, Claire Shaw wasn’t alone.

Or rather, she initially didn’t qualify to attend such an event.

She was clearly meticulously dressed tonight, in a rose pink slim-fit dress with no excess decoration, relying on the high fabric quality and smooth tailoring.

It seemed simple, but actually eye-catching.

Next to her, Cynthia Fulton in a gold satin dress was instantly overshadowed.

By Claire Shaw’s side was Caleb Lockwood.

She held Caleb Lockwood’s arm intimately, inseparable.

Caleb Lockwood was the same as ever, in a pure black suit with a black satin shirt underneath, elegant, noble, yet overwhelmingly authoritative, like the ruler of a business empire.

Noticing Serena’s gaze lingering on him, Caleb Lockwood’s previously icy face suddenly broke into a smile.