CHAPTER 7: CHAPTER 7: CUTTING OFF THE WAIST-LENGTH HAIR HE LOVED

After finishing the manicure,

they went for a spa.

After dropping Bianca Lynch back home, Serena Sterling walked into a hair salon.

The hairstylist looked at her waist-length hair.

With regret, he said, "Are you cutting it all off? It’s hard to grow it this long."

The hair was thick, black, shiny, and smooth.

It was a beautiful long black straight hair.

Clearly, it had been meticulously maintained.

Serena looked at herself in the mirror.

Her black shiny long hair, snow-white skin, a gentle light yellow long dress, paired with this face that was stunningly beautiful without any makeup.

She looked like a blooming lily.

Pure, beautiful.

Completely non-threatening.

She smiled calmly.

"Cut it."

Waist-long hair was what Julian Lawson liked.

It wasn’t what Serena Sterling liked.

The hairstylist responded with a nod, then started to work his scissors.

As the clicking sound echoed, black strands of hair fell to the ground.

Just like the shackles that had entangled her all these years.

After a while,

Serena looked at her brand-new self in the mirror and smiled slightly.

"You definitely suit this hairstyle! You look beautiful!"

The hairstylist, amazed, said, "A bit of color and perm would enhance it. How about doing it together? I recommend this, take a look..."

Serena looked at the introduction on the side, and touched her stomach.

"Maybe later, it’s too late today," Serena said.

The hairstylist shook his head regretfully.

Serena just smiled and said, "I’ll come back to you afterward."

This hairstylist indeed did good work.

"Alright, it’s an agreement!" The hairstylist said happily, then took out a notebook and asked, "When do you plan to do it?"

Serena glanced at her stomach.

"In about a week," she said softly, "It should be almost time by then, maybe... twenty days at most."

If she needed convalescence after a possible miscarriage.

"Okay, be sure to come," the hairstylist eagerly said as he watched Serena leave.

Serena nodded with a smile.

After changing her hairstyle, she walked into the most central SKP mall in Aeston, not far away.

Luxurious brands were everywhere here.

She looked at the sweet and gentle style clothes she was wearing and snorted lightly.

Sweetness and gentleness were what Julian Lawson liked because it represented obedience.

But this wasn’t what Serena Sterling liked.

Entering the shopping mall.

After visiting various shops, she emerged with a few more bags.

Took a taxi, went home.

Serena carried the bags back home.

Looking at the new house, a new environment, a new life living alone, her face showed neither joy nor sadness.

She changed out of the gentle and sweet style clothes and put on the Valentino set with some design elements.

Set aside the canvas bag, and picked up the Chanel chain bag.

Kicking off the wedge shoes, she changed into Dior pointed heels.

Looking at herself in the mirror.

She slightly parted her lips and said, "Serena, happy rebirth."

But the reflection did not smile.

She pulled at the corners of her mouth but felt it was too fake even to fool herself.

Seven years.

To say it didn’t hurt would be a lie.

If you don’t want to smile, then don’t force it.

Serena sighed deeply and then went to prepare for tomorrow.

If she had decided to start over, she should do it well.

First, go to the hospital tomorrow, then talk to Jasper Ford about the music show.

...

The next day came quickly.

Serena first drove to the hospital, as she had an appointment with the doctor.

But as she was approaching the hospital parking lot, Jasper Ford called.

Jasper Ford was the head of Aeston’s largest entertainment company, Ford Entertainment, backed by the formidable Ford Group, which rivaled The Lawson Corporation.

Jasper Ford was the third son of the Ford Family, currently overseeing the entertainment sector.

Serena’s previous songs were under Ford Entertainment.

After getting married, Julian Lawson asked her to take good care of his grandfather. Knowing Old Master Lawson didn’t have much time left, she refrained from the public eye.

But Jasper Ford cherished her talent, allowing her to compose under the pseudonym "Yan." Even if the songs were sold, it helped maintain her industry reputation, making her return easier in the future.

Because of Julian Lawson, Serena signed a confidentiality agreement with Ford Entertainment, directly handled by Jasper Ford.

Only they knew that "Yan" was Serena.

At that time, Serena was immersed in the joy of her marriage to Julian Lawson and didn’t pay attention.

But unexpectedly, those words became prophetic.

Thinking about it, Serena parked to the side and answered Jasper Ford’s call.

"Mr. Ford?" Serena inquired with curiosity.

She recalled that their meeting was scheduled for the afternoon.

"Yan, can you come to the office now?" Jasper Ford’s voice had a hint of hesitation.

Serena sensed something was off.

Because Jasper called her "Yan."

They did not address each other like this privately.

"Is something wrong?" Serena asked specifically.

As she had already scheduled an appointment with the doctor, changing plans without an urgent reason was not preferable.

"Someone wants to buy your latest song." Jasper Ford’s voice was still hesitant, "Hoping you could come by."

Serena slightly frowned.

She found it even more puzzling.

She said, "You can handle it."

The songs she previously wrote were all managed by Ford Entertainment directly, and a CEO like Jasper Ford wouldn’t call her over this.

"The buyer is somewhat special."

Jasper Ford spoke again.

Finally, he seemed to have come to a decision, and said, "Vera Hansen wants to buy your song."

What?

Serena was surprised; wasn’t Vera Hansen a florist?

Why would she buy a song?

Before Serena could ask, Jasper Ford spoke: "Things are a bit complicated."

"I actually refused her when she first made the request, but she showed up at the office with..."

Jasper paused a little, then continued, "Julian Lawson by her side. They’re quite determined."