CHAPTER 58: CHAPTER 58: YOU TWO SHOULD JUST GET DIVORCED

Although Serena Jennings wasn’t a particularly skilled golfer, she knew that a hole-in-one was one of the most exciting moments in golf.

But she never expected that the person to achieve this highest honor would be Claire Shaw.

"Caleb!"

Claire Shaw waved her golf club excitedly in Caleb Lockwood’s direction, yet didn’t take a step.

It was Caleb Lockwood who took the initiative to walk toward Claire Shaw.

Standing on the lush green hillside, Claire Shaw wore a pink and white collared polo shirt paired with a matching pink and white golf skirt, her hair in a ponytail, looking both sweet and exuding a healthy athletic vibe.

Plus, with her stunning hole-in-one, she became the brightest star in the entire club.

Mason Warren and Vera Vance also followed Caleb Lockwood to stand in front of Claire Shaw.

"Caleb, do you know this beauty?" Mason Warren asked curiously.

"Yes," Caleb Lockwood nodded, "Her name is Claire Shaw, she’s a high school classmate of mine and now also works at the Lockwood Group as the head of the design department."

"So young and already a head of department!" Mason Warren was surprised.

"She’s young and even scored a hole-in-one!" Vera Vance nudged Mason Warren.

"Impressive! Impressive!" Mason Warren gave Claire Shaw multiple thumbs up.

Claire Shaw blushed bashfully, "No, I’m just an amateur, that was just by chance."

Seeing Claire Shaw’s humility, Mason Warren and Vera Vance couldn’t help but praise her again.

Serena Jennings watched from a distance, not joining in the excitement.

Since Claire Shaw appeared suddenly, Caleb Lockwood’s eyes never left her.

Claire Shaw was praised, and there was a look of pride on Caleb Lockwood’s face too.

Serena Jennings suddenly thought, if she left quietly now, probably no one would notice!

Dinner turned into a gathering of five, with Claire Shaw included.

Claire Shaw had come alone.

She said she was eager to play golf but couldn’t find friends to accompany her.

Whether others believed that excuse or not, Serena Jennings certainly didn’t.

City A was so large, with countless golf clubs of all sizes, so why did Claire Shaw end up alone at the club where she and Caleb Lockwood were!

Moreover, she performed a public hole-in-one exhibition.

Of course, Claire Shaw’s hole-in-one was genuine, and Serena Jennings couldn’t say anything about it.

The conversation over dinner revolved around golf, and Serena Jennings couldn’t find a chance to join in, so she just played the role of a silent decoration.

Every time Claire Shaw delivered her eloquent speeches, Serena Jennings could see the strong admiration in Caleb Lockwood’s eyes.

In a daze, Serena Jennings recalled Caleb Lockwood’s evaluation of Claire Shaw:

Too outstanding.

She was too outstanding, so she wasn’t suitable to be the Lockwood family’s daughter-in-law.

Meanwhile, the reason Serena was suitable to be the Lockwood family’s daughter-in-law was precisely because she wasn’t so outstanding.

Serena Jennings felt an overwhelming mix of emotions during that meal.

Tonight, they planned to stay overnight there; regardless of her golf skills, as Caleb Lockwood’s wife, they naturally shared a room.

Serena Jennings didn’t want to share a room with Caleb Lockwood.

She was still planning to use their two-year separation as evidence for their divorce litigation.

Also, an unattended couple alone in a room could easily lead to inappropriate situations.

Such things were not unheard of with Caleb Lockwood.

After returning to the room, Serena Jennings took a shower and changed into her pajamas before lying on the bed, letting her thoughts wander uncontrollably.

If Caleb Lockwood returned later...

As she thought on, she fell asleep.

Caleb Lockwood didn’t return all night.

It wasn’t until the next day that Serena Jennings learned Caleb Lockwood had spent the night in Claire Shaw’s room with Mason Warren and Vera Vance, playing bridge all night.

Serena Jennings sat in her chair, mocking herself for her arrogance the previous night.

Now Caleb Lockwood, Claire Shaw, Mason Warren, and Vera Vance were all off playing golf, leaving just her behind.

Caleb Lockwood had made a show of inviting her along, but in the face of Claire Shaw’s superior golf skills, she’d only embarrass herself, so there was no need to self-humiliate.

So today, she didn’t even bother to change, wearing not golf attire but the Morandi gray suit Caleb Lockwood had given her.

On the hillside, Claire Shaw handed Caleb Lockwood a towel, which he used to wipe Claire Shaw’s sweat.

Serena Jennings averted her gaze.

Bored to death, she’d rather find something productive to do than watch others flaunt their affection.

So she took out some paper and pen and started sketching.

Although design wasn’t her preferred subject, inexplicably, she found it easy to focus on her drawings.

She was so engrossed in her sketching that she hadn’t even noticed someone had sat down beside her table.

Until she finished and looked up to see a round, pudgy face.

Serena Jennings jumped up, her face turning pale.

"Miss Jennings, we meet again."

Serena Jennings never imagined she would run into Dylan Quinn here.

Dylan Quinn was still the same, staring at her with interest.

"Are you alone?"

Serena Jennings stayed silent, her mind racing for a way to escape Dylan Quinn’s harassment.

"Look, we have quite the connection, I’ve heard a bit about your relationship with President Lockwood, but if he can afford it, so can I. I won’t mistreat you. Why don’t you name your price? After all, if President Lockwood always neglects you, I can offer double, how about you stick with me?"

When Dylan Quinn reached out to touch her, Serena Jennings turned to leave.

"Don’t leave, let’s talk this out. It’s just money, right?"

Her wrist was caught by Dylan Quinn, and she couldn’t break free.

Before she could call for help, rapid footsteps of high heels approached, and Dylan Quinn suddenly let go; instead, Serena Jennings was grabbed by the collar.

"I’ve finally caught you, you vixen!"

The other person was a woman but robust and aggressive.

As she cursed, she tore at Serena Jennings’s clothes.

"Like taking your clothes off for men, huh? Let me help you strip then!"

With a ripping sound, Serena Jennings’s suit was torn open, revealing half her bra strap.

Panic-stricken, Serena Jennings kicked the woman hard without hesitation.

She didn’t hold back, and the woman flew backward, crashing into the glass partition door.

Crash!

The glass shattered, and the shards cut the woman, leaving her bloodied and screaming in agony.

Serena Jennings was stunned.

The situation had completely spiraled out of her control.

Dylan Quinn stood in shock beside her.

The commotion gradually drew the attention of people on the golf course, and more and more onlookers gathered around.

A fleeting smile crossed Claire Shaw’s face.

She grabbed Caleb Lockwood, who was about to walk over, and asked worriedly, "What’s happening over there? Seems like Serena?"

The woman was taken away by ambulance, and soon a new headline exploded online——

Wife beats mistress, but ends up hospitalized instead, justice prevails!

This woman was named Laura Sanders, Dylan Quinn’s wife, with some connections.

In no time, the internet was flooded with criticisms against Serena Jennings.

Others dug up past rumors, claiming Serena had a fling with a Nash heir, that she sold herself, and had been involved in plagiarism—branding her as a woman with a criminal record.

Mistress, escort, delinquent, plagiarist, all sorts of disgraceful labels were pinned on Serena Jennings, turning her into a punching bag for people to vent their negative emotions online.

This incident naturally reached the ears of the Lockwood family.

Evening.

Caleb Lockwood was summoned to Veridia Villa.

Arthur Lockwood was waiting for him in the study.

"Dad, I’m here."

Caleb Lockwood saw Arthur Lockwood looking stern, with a document laid out in front of him.

"Caleb, have you seen the recent headlines?" Arthur Lockwood’s voice was steady.

"I have." Caleb Lockwood replied just as steadily.

Arthur Lockwood picked up the document in front of him and handed it to Caleb Lockwood.

Seeing the words "Divorce Agreement," Caleb Lockwood raised his gaze slightly, without a hint of surprise on his face.

"No matter the truth, such a public uproar is ultimately unfavorable for the Lockwood Group. After thinking it over, it’s best if the two of you divorce."