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Chapter 93
Jasmine, unable to keep quiet in the face of such injustice, stood up for Serenity. “We’ve been operating business here for years, and you all know what Seren’s like. Whatever’s written online is complete bullsh*t.” Serenity didn’t feel the need to defend herself, but Jasmine couldn’t stand the lies being spread and went off on a rant. She shared the painful truth about the sisters’ hardship under the Hunts, including how they were being pressured to pay for their grandmother’s medical bills and the other expenses.
The neighbors, who had witnessed Serenity’s character over the years, knew she wasn’t the person described in those lies. Even the other booksellers, despite the competition, knew Serenity’s true nature. With the whole story now out, the community rallied behind her, determined to push back against the lies and expose the Hunts’ underhanded actions. The Hunts had gone too far, using Serenity and her sister as pawns just because their parents were no longer around.
Amidst the commotion, Jasmine noticed Zachary entering the shop. She nudged Serenity, whispering, “Your man’s here, Seren.” Jasmine had taken quite a liking to Zachary, especially after seeing how he supported Serenity in her time of need.
Serenity, however, was focused on writing a retaliation strategy. Despite the chaos, she had kept her composure, writing down her plan of action. She hadn’t turned off her phone or changed her number, though she only took calls from friends and ignored unknown ones. The barrage of hurtful messages from netizens went unread.
Zachary approached Serenity with calm strides, his presence a comfort to her. He noticed the paper at the cash register and, after briefly scanning it, returned his gaze to her with a look of approval. Serenity raised her chin, meeting his eyes, and asked, “What brings you here?”
Without hesitation, Zachary stepped forward and pulled Serenity into a warm embrace. He had promised to have her back, and he was true to his word, showing up when she needed him most.
“I was worried, so I came to check on you,” he murmured, his voice low and reassuring. “I can relax now seeing that you’re coping well.”
Serenity, ever considerate, asked, “Did you take time off? Would that affect your work attendance?” She was concerned that her situation might be causing him trouble at work, not wanting to be the reason for any disruptions in his busy schedule.
Zachary chuckled softly, his tone light. “I’ve been with the company for many years. Being a senior has its perks. Don’t worry about my job. What’s a few hours off to check on you?”
He smiled warmly, urging her, “Come on.”
