CHAPTER 219: CHAPTER 219: IGNITING THEIR WEDDING PHOTO

Julian Lawson always felt that something else would happen today.

Especially when Silas Hawthorne’s gaze inadvertently met his, the coldness in Silas’s eyes made him feel that Silas might be up to something.

Vera Hansen’s live stream finally ended, and now all the pages only had Serena Sterling’s live stream.

The votes were also out by now.

Serena Sterling had undoubtedly won the victory.

She didn’t continue streaming, instead, she turned it off.

But now the love triangle among the three of them was completely exposed in the outdoor sunlight.

Outside was a bunch of reporters, taking photos, live streaming as they were.

Julian Lawson arrived by helicopter, as Silas Hawthorne and Serena Sterling announced their relationship, it was a real battlefield!

Julian Lawson stepped forward, wanting to say something, but Silas Hawthorne just waved his hand, and Hawthorne Group’s security personnel immediately came over to block Julian Lawson.

"Serena." He looked at her, calling her name.

But Silas Hawthorne stood protectively in front of Serena Sterling, coldly staring at Julian Lawson.

Nearby them was that golden river.

Serena Sterling stepped out; she didn’t look at Julian Lawson but at the bystanders who came out to watch the drama.

"The previous three venues connected the past and the present, and now, this river I’m stepping on has branches."

Serena Sterling stood on that golden river.

"One leads to the future." She said, lifting her foot, walking toward another, "And one leads to a cycle."

She walked like that, alone on the entire road.

Countless people watched Serena Sterling from the corridors on either side.

Watched her step by step, walking into that field of sunflowers.

"Buzzing..."

A drone flew over, circling closely to film the live stream.

At the center of the circling was the photo frame containing the wedding photo of Serena Sterling and Julian Lawson.

It stood slanted in a flower pot, reflecting a dazzling golden light in the sunlight.

Then, Serena Sterling walked towards it step by step.

In everyone’s sight, she stood before the bridal photo.

When everyone was guessing whether she’d pull the frame out and throw it away or do something else, she reached out and gently touched her own smiling face on the bridal photo, slowly moving downwards, finally stopping on their tightly gripped hands with the wedding rings.

As everyone speculated there might be a twist, she slightly lowered her gaze and took out a lighter from her pocket.

Without giving anyone a chance to react, she lit it, right on the spot she had just touched.

On those tightly gripped hands.

"Wow, she’s lighting it!" The crowd outside was in an uproar.

"Serena just set her bridal photo with Julian Lawson on fire!"

The crowd screamed.

Serena watched the flames ignite instantly.

Indeed, there was an accelerant here.

As soon as it was lit, it would burn upwards.

At the edge of the sunflower field, Julian Lawson tried to rush forward but was firmly held down by Hawthorne Group’s people, unable to move.

The flames slowly engulfed their tightly gripped hands, and then, the flames with charred edges slowly expanded, burning, expanding continuously.

The burning ashes were blown by a gentle breeze, carrying a bit of unburned flame, flying along with her fluttering hair.

"Buzzing..."

The drone hovered, documenting the scene live.

The flames gradually consumed their tightly gripped hands, the wedding dress, and her eyes full of happiness as she smiled at him at that time.

She burned away their past.

Now in the entire photo, only a small piece of Julian Lawson’s face remained.

Serena Sterling had completely disappeared.

At this moment, everyone realized that this frame actually had two layers.

When the first layer burned down to just Julian Lawson’s face, everyone saw that underneath this photo, there was another blue photo.

Serena Sterling looked at the photo below.

She had long decided not to choose Julian Lawson, so even if she connected with Vera Hansen’s live stream over there, it was impossible to place her bridal photo with Julian Lawson here.

So, from the beginning when she had the plan in her heart, she told Hawthorne Group’s people to prepare a dual-layered photo frame.

Earlier when she touched the photo, it was also to determine the position of the accelerant.

Since it was summer and outdoors, it wasn’t possible to use too much accelerant, otherwise it could self-ignite prematurely, so she only applied some at certain points.

Because Vera Hansen’s live broadcast at The Hillside Villa’s wedding room was a sudden event, many things were Serena’s temporary arrangements, so the details were handled by Hawthorne Group’s people.

For example, the photo placed on the second layer was chosen by Silas Hawthorne himself.

Serena Sterling didn’t know in advance what would be here.

And as the flames gradually expanded, the photo in the second layer gradually revealed itself.

This was a photo at the seaside.

Serena Sterling wore a blue dress, her bare feet stepping into the sea, her hand sprinkling sparkling water droplets, her face full of joyful laughter.

And standing beside her was Silas Hawthorne holding her high heels, smiling at her, love filling his eyes.

The two looked at each other, one unaware that emotions were budding, the other deeply in love.

Although the rain by the sea had stopped, the photo’s location seemed to be under an eave or somewhere similar, so the foreground of the photo carried traces of Raine.

It looked as if the two were standing in the rain.

This was a photo from their first date.

Serena Sterling paused slightly at the sight of this photo.

She reached out, gently caressing her face in the photo, her gaze falling on Silas Hawthorne’s dark but loving eyes.

She had never seen this photo before.

It turned out, she was so happy with Silas Hawthorne.

It turned out, his love for her couldn’t be hidden anymore.

The flames burned, consuming the photo’s second layer.

Serena Sterling’s gaze shifted downward, seeing another small photo tucked into the frame’s edge.

Seaside, winter, deck, Raine.

This was what Silas Hawthorne had mentioned, many years ago, in Zetania, he watched a whole night of Raine on the seaside deck.

Her eyes were slightly moist.

Her heart seemed to skip a beat.

Serena Sterling looked at this photo, smiling softly with downcast eyes.

He always managed to surprise and move her, giving her ample love and a sense of security.

The flames continued to burn until the last part of Julian Lawson’s face was consumed.

"Buzzing..."

The drone kept filming, fully broadcasting this astonishing scene.

Now this was not about Serena Sterling and Julian Lawson, but about Serena Sterling and Silas Hawthorne.

Still two people.

The couple in the bridal photo had become strangers, while the present couple overflowed with love.

Serena Sterling reached out to touch the frame; it wasn’t too hot.

So, she reached out and unlocked the clasp holding the dual-layered frame.

Using a little force, she pulled out the first layer of the burned-out empty frame.

But just at this moment, the moment she took the first layer of the frame away.

Something fell out.

It was a ring strung on a thin metal wire.

After the top frame had been taken away, it fell down, now lightly swaying over the photo of Serena Sterling and Silas Hawthorne, reflecting dazzling light.