CHAPTER 11: CHAPTER 11: HE HELD SERENA STERLING’S HAND AND SAID, "COME WITH ME

If notifying the family, her closest relative would be her husband, Julian Lawson.

Shayla Randall temporarily set aside this thought.

"Actually, medication is fine too," Shayla Randall said, "but regular treatment is also necessary."

Serena Sterling listened and nodded; she knew this.

"Alright, let’s do a hypnosis treatment today," Shayla Randall continued.

Hypnosis...

Serena Sterling considered for a moment, then nodded.

Serena followed Shayla Randall to the couch and slowly closed her eyes.

In the dark, many things were chaotic and disorderly.

Finally, she regained consciousness on a cloudy day.

Soon, Serena knew where she was.

Cold incandescent lights, a frighteningly quiet environment.

Before her was her father’s corpse wrapped in white cloth.

That day, years ago, was the day she went to claim her father’s body.

Her mother was crying beside her, unable to compose herself, while she could only stare blankly at her father’s pale, fragmented face.

That year, her father jumped from a tall building, leaving her and her mother alone, and the Sheridan Family in shambles.

The scene shifted, and Serena found herself standing beneath the Sheridan Company’s building.

Spattered everywhere were her father’s blood and brains, red and white on the ground.

She stood there, dazed.

Looking at her father’s unclosing eyes in death.

All around were voices of quarreling, her mother’s hoarse screams mixed with the ugly faces of others tearing at the Sheridan Family.

They wanted to take one last bite from her and her mother.

Resistance was futile.

She was pushed down and fell into her father’s blood.

All around were ravenous wolves tearing at her.

In the end, a pair of shoes appeared in her sight.

"Serena, the Lawson Family will protect you," a familiar yet youthful voice said.

Serena looked up and saw the young yet commanding Julian Lawson.

He wore a neat and fitting British academy uniform, his eyes calm and dark.

With a captivating aura that eased her.

"If you have any problems, come to me, Julian Lawson."

With a glance, he signaled those behind him to act orderly.

Clearing and organizing, all done by the Lawsons.

He blocked those ravenous wolves behind him.

Then he crouched down, took out a handkerchief, and wiped away her father’s blood and her tears from her face.

"Come with me." Finally, he reached out his hand, offering it to her.

She took his hand, and his palm was warm and dry.

...

A tear fell from the corner of 25-year-old Serena’s eye.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Many things happened later.

Julian Lawson brought her and her mother away from the place of trouble.

Using the Lawsons’ status, he resolved everything.

Although the Sheridan Family collapsed afterward, she was no longer the once privileged Miss Sheridan and had lost her former comfortable life, fortunately, she and her mother were fine.

So,

how could she not love him?

However, truly letting go is just a momentary thing.

Serena closed her eyes, frowned tightly, and the pain from her heart spread to her fingertips, throbbing.

Shayla Randall saw all this.

She sighed deeply and softly said, "It seems you haven’t completely let go of him."

Serena did not immediately respond, she only slowly sat up.

She wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes.

"I already have let go."

Upon opening her eyes again, Serena’s gaze was already calm and unruffled.

What was once was once, what is now is now.

The matters of the Sheridan Family are ones she must face and resolve herself.

Julian Lawson, the one he loves is Vera Hansen, who broke her heart, so she has no need to persist.

Just like how her mother later remarried and married her stepfather, everyone has their own life path.

She has already made her decision, and will let him go.

Shayla Randall nodded thoughtfully.

Shayla Randall was not at the Aeston First Hospital but at a qualified sanitaria.

It catered to high-net-worth individuals.

These people usually required extremely high confidentiality and comfort, medical records were separately kept, only archived internally at the sanitaria.

This was the reason Serena initially chose here.

She did not want others to know about her illness.

Even her best friend Bianca Lynch did not know.

After further counseling, Shayla Randall prescribed medication for Serena.

Serena took the medication and left the sanitaria, returning to her car.

The dosage was noted on the medication box.

There was a bottle of water next to her hand, she could take the medication now if she wanted to.

Still, Serena hesitated.

She looked at her stomach.

I’ll take it after I remove the child, a few days wouldn’t matter.

Thinking this, Serena put the medication aside.

Just after putting away the medication, her phone started vibrating frenetically.

She saw a pile of notifications.

They were about "Heavenly Sound."

Thinking about it, she clicked in, unexpectedly most of it was about Vera Hansen.

The top trending searches with explosive signs were—

#Vera Hansen announces participation in music show#

#Vera Hansen Heavenly Sound#

#Vera Hansen, the only pure white jasmine in lyrics and composition#

The notifications cited the latest video from Vera Hansen’s short video account.

In the video, Vera Hansen seemed very weak, but her face showed a strong smile.

She looked broken yet beautiful.

"...Yes, the ’Heavenly Sound’ program team invited me, I reviewed the format and content, found it interesting, so I agreed."

"At that time, I will be one of the special guest judges, please pay attention during ’Heavenly Sound’s first live broadcast in a few days."

"Of course, it’s a music show, I also prepared my own original lead single."

Vera Hansen smiled and said these words, her eyes slightly red, paired with her snow-white pale skin, making her look pitiable.

"Knowing there’s little time left, I reflected on everything over the years, love and hatred, despair and release, I was inspired and wrote this song."

"The song will be released simultaneously on music platforms on ’Heavenly Sound’s broadcast day, I hope my song can bring strength to everyone."

The video’s background was Vivian’s Floral Studio, within there were various flowers as accompaniments, surrounded by flowers, Vera Hansen even bowed to everyone.

Following the cited content, entertainment channel video narrations added descriptions.

"According to insiders, the song personally composed, written, and sung by Vera Hansen is of extremely high quality, reportedly many were moved to tears during the recording."

"Who knew Vera Hansen not only has a high aesthetic in floral design but is also skilled at lyrics and composition."

Afterward, there were a series of praising words.

Online leaked a small section of what’s called "Vera Hansen’s original song."

Just a segment of accompaniment, only a mere 25 seconds, causing a storm.

Numerous video bloggers used this 25 seconds of accompaniment as bgm, whether for narrative content, appearance content, or even pet drama content, all went viral.

Countless netizens left comments below Vera Hansen’s video.

"Oh my God, who knew Vera Hansen’s songwriting is so good too! I’ve been looping those 25 seconds, very much looking forward to the full song!"

"Really such a pity, Vera Hansen not only is beautiful, got her studio going well, is also great at songwriting, thinking she can only live another six months makes me want to cry."

"Serena worked hard all her life, but not even compared to 25 seconds of Vera Hansen."