CHAPTER 107: CHAPTER 107: SHE ISN’T WEARING UNDERWEAR UNDERNEATH

That night, Serena stayed at the old house and personally prepared a table full of dishes, all of which were Lance Lockwood’s favorites.

Just as Lance Lockwood sat down, they heard the maid, Mrs. Wang, shout from the door, "Old Master, Madam, the Young Master has returned."

Serena was taken aback.

She naturally knew that the "Young Master" Mrs. Wang mentioned referred to Caleb Lockwood.

She had thought she wouldn’t see Caleb Lockwood at the old house today!

Usually, whenever Caleb returned, not only would Mrs. Wang warmly greet him, but Lance Lockwood would also wear a kindly smile.

After all, Caleb Lockwood was Lance Lockwood’s only grandson, and he was so outstanding.

However, this time, Serena noticed that Lance Lockwood’s attitude towards Caleb was rather unfavorable.

"What are you doing back here? Came to mooch a meal?"

Seeing Lance Lockwood’s grumpiness, Caleb immediately walked over and bent down to massage Lance Lockwood’s shoulders.

"Grandpa knows me well."

"I don’t understand you at all; you’re all grown up now, got your wings and don’t listen to a word your grandpa says."

Even when being scolded by Lance Lockwood, Caleb’s gentle smile never wavered.

"Grandpa’s right; it’s all my fault."

Serena watched from the side with a slight frown.

It seemed Lance Lockwood was angry at Caleb over their impending divorce.

Yet Caleb never lost his temper with Lance Lockwood.

In Serena’s memory, Caleb wasn’t even that close to his own parents.

Though Arthur Lockwood and Lilian Young appeared to care a lot about Caleb, there was always a distant politeness between them, and Caleb treated them equally distantly.

Realizing she was actually interested in Caleb’s family dynamics, Serena shook her head.

They were about to divorce, so why bother thinking about it.

Caleb finally whispered a heap of good-natured words into Lance Lockwood’s ear, earning himself a place at the table.

Caleb sat down, facing Serena.

"I thought you wouldn’t be coming today."

Serena spoke softly.

She remembered Caleb mentioning that there was work to be done at the company.

"It’s the Double Ninth Festival today. I had to come celebrate with Grandpa; if it wasn’t for work, I could’ve come earlier."

Serena believed Caleb’s words, but Lance Lockwood did not.

"Serena, don’t listen to his high-sounding excuses. He’s just craving the food you cook."

Lance Lockwood winked at Caleb, hoping he’d follow his lead.

"No," Caleb shook his head gently, "I’m not picky about food."

"You brat!" Lance Lockwood was so enraged by Caleb that he was grinding his teeth.

Serena wanted to laugh but couldn’t.

She understood that Lance Lockwood hadn’t given up.

When they were in the park that day, she had already admitted to Lance Lockwood that she and Caleb were preparing to sign the divorce agreement, and she even had the divorce papers in her hands.

Lance Lockwood sighed and said nothing against the divorce.

Seizing the chance, Serena subtly inquired whether Lance Lockwood intended to give her shares in The Lockwood Group—only for Lance Lockwood to assume she wanted them, and he said she could have as much as she desired.

Lance Lockwood’s reaction confirmed to Serena that regardless of anything, the person who insisted on giving her ten percent of The Lockwood Group—

was Caleb Lockwood.

The atmosphere at the table remained pleasant; Lance Lockwood repeatedly praised Serena’s cooking, and Caleb chimed in with a few compliments.

Outside the mansion, night had fallen.

Serena had initially planned to stay overnight at the old house, but she hadn’t expected Caleb would be there too.

She feared Lance Lockwood might have Mrs. Wang prepare a room for her and Caleb together.

Previously, when they visited the old house, they indeed shared a room.

At this particular juncture, they still had not divorced.

Even just to appease Grandpa, she and Caleb shouldn’t sleep in separate rooms.

But Serena really didn’t want to share a bed with Caleb anymore.

"Are you staying the night here as well?"

Serena asked in a low voice, watching Caleb shrug with a smile.

"Why, can’t I stay in my own grandpa’s house?"

"No, I mean..."

Before Serena could finish, Caleb turned to Mrs. Wang and said, "Mrs. Wang, prepare two rooms for me and the Madam."

Mrs. Wang paused but dared not question him, doing whatever Caleb instructed.

After Mrs. Wang left, Caleb asked Serena nonchalantly, "Satisfied?"

Serena opened her mouth, taking in a cool breath.

Just then, Caleb’s phone rang.

He answered the call right in front of Serena.

"Hello? Claire..."

Serena’s eyelids lifted slightly.

It seemed every time Caleb came to the old house, Claire would call him.

Serena knew well that Claire was afraid something might happen between her and Caleb at the old house.

"No, we’re staying in separate rooms."

After Caleb said this, he glanced at Serena with a slight, upturned smile.

As he spoke to Claire on the phone, Serena turned and entered the room Mrs. Wang had prepared for her.

The two bedrooms were across from each other; the other was hers.

Serena entered her room and locked the door behind her.

Yet she felt locking the door was unnecessary; Caleb would never sneak in to ambush her at night.

Thinking this, she unlocked the door again.

She slept well, dreamlessly.

Serena woke up rubbing her eyes, letting out a big yawn.

"Ha..."

The light laugh startled her immensely.

Caleb was sitting by her bed.

Serena usually had a habit of sleeping naked, but when staying overnight in the old house, she’d wear pajamas. However, they were still thin, strappy ones—not suitable for wearing in front of others, and moreover, she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

Seeing the panic and embarrassment in Serena’s eyes, Caleb purposefully lowered his gaze, lingering on the exposed part of her chest.

Serena pulled the covers up higher.

Caleb sneered, "No need to act all dignified, there’s nothing worth seeing."

Serena wanted to retort, "Then why are you looking," but thinking further, she decided it wasn’t necessary.

"Did you want something?" Serena asked.

"Grandpa asked me to come and get you; breakfast is ready," Caleb replied.

"Oh... I’ll get ready and come over right away."

Serena spoke and was about to get out of bed.

But Caleb was still sitting at the bedside, not moving an inch.

"Could you... step out for a moment?"

"Why?"

Caleb asked with confidence.

"Because I need to change."

"Am I affecting you?"

Serena’s face grew warm with anger, feeling that Caleb was just pretending to be ignorant.

Caleb didn’t persist, shrugging with a smile as he stood up and left the bedroom.

When Serena finished changing and came out, she realized she had overslept—it was already after ten o’clock.

"Aren’t you heading to the company today?"

She asked casually.

Previously, Caleb always left early and came back late. Despite being the CEO, he was rarely late.

"Yes," Caleb responded, politely pulling out a chair for Serena, "Grandpa asked me to stay for breakfast with you, and after we’ve eaten, he wants me to go to the study because he has something to tell me."