Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 330: Men... It’s Okay to Play Around

"Are you really sure that the person who came back is Lucas Shaw? You saw with your own eyes when he fell into the sea."

Serena Summers told him firmly, "Senior Brother, I’m very sure that the person now in front of me is Lucas Shaw."

"No matter what he has become, whether he has his memories or not, I will not mistake him."

"If I can’t even recognize him, what right do I have to say that I love him?"

Edward Selwyn had always known that Serena Summers loved Lucas Shaw deeply, but he hadn’t expected it to be to such a bone-deep extent.

Two years hadn’t diluted her love for Lucas Shaw; on the contrary, it had grown deeper with time.

He advised, "Even if he is really Lucas Shaw, how can you be sure that he didn’t come back with ulterior motives and plots? Wouldn’t that put you in danger? I disagree."

He has only this one junior sister, whom he watched grow up since she was a child; he wished for her to be forever happy, not hurt and damaged for the sake of a man.

Two years ago, he fully realized how helpless he was, being able to only watch Serena heartbroken and sad, unable to do anything.

Now, he didn’t want that to happen again.

Men... having a fling is fine, but if one were to be serious, Lucas Shaw or Adrian Holt now certainly shouldn’t be the choices.

However, Serena was exceptionally stubborn, her tone serious and resolute, "Senior Brother, I know you’re concerned about me, but he won’t do that."

Edward Selwyn was so certain in her tone that it almost made him laugh, "How do you know he won’t? Do you trust him that much? What if..."

He hadn’t finished speaking when Serena interrupted him, "Senior Brother, there is no ’what if’, I believe he wouldn’t do that."

Serena truly believed that even if someone lost their past memories, there are things etched in their bones that would never change.

The man she loved was never someone who couldn’t distinguish right from wrong, or someone controlled by others.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have fallen for him.

She trusted Adrian Holt and also trusted her own judgment.

The two parted on bad terms, which was the first cold war in over twenty years.

After returning from their chat, Serena found herself lacking interest and pretended to sleep on Adrian Holt’s shoulder.

As for Edward Selwyn, his face was as dark as if it could drip ink.

This also led Vincent Carter’s looks at him to contain a bit more complexity.

However, Adrian Holt didn’t ask what had happened, knowing that bringing it up at this time was like walking into the line of fire.

After going home, Adrian Holt and Serena’s attention was always on the Shaw family, so they subconsciously ignored the presence of their two Senior Brothers.

Now that the old man had left, the living room quieted down. Serena looked at Edward Selwyn and saw that his expression was still quite ugly.

She pursed her lips, feeling a twinge of guilt in her heart, but not a bit of regret.

Every word she said to Edward Selwyn was from the bottom of her heart.

No matter what happens, she was willing to trust Adrian Holt.

As for the consequences... if she really trusted the wrong person, then one could only say she deserved it.

"Big Brother, I need to go out for a bit with Adrian, Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother... would you like to stay for dinner tonight?"

Edward Selwyn subconsciously wanted to refuse, but before he even spoke, Vincent Carter preempted him, "Sure! Serena, don’t be mad, your Senior Brother just tends to overthink."

Serena looked towards Edward Selwyn, her heart feeling a tinge of grievance. Her Senior Brother had never interfered with her decisions before and had always supported her firmly.

But this time, when she needed her family’s support the most, her Senior Brother threw cold water on her.

Even without saying it verbally, Serena couldn’t help but feel saddened.

Upon hearing Vincent Carter’s words, Serena slowly shook her head, "It’s my fault; I shouldn’t have talked back to Senior Brother. I’m sorry, Senior Brother, but I don’t regret it."

"You!"

Edward Selwyn thought she had realized her mistake but hadn’t expected her to still obstinately stick to her own views.

His chest felt like it was blocked by a heavy boulder, very stifling, but he also couldn’t bear to lash out at Serena.

Vincent Carter, standing beside him, tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "That’s enough, don’t you know her temperament? The more you try to stop her, the more she’ll overthink."

"Who am I doing this for?" Edward Selwyn was quite angered.

His master was always busy dealing with other matters, with no time to look after Serena Summers.

And Vincent Carter is heartless and thoughtless.

There’s also the third one, who has been in closed training for several years, still with no news, each one more unreliable than the last.

It simply wore him out.

Edward Selwyn heaved a deep sigh, raising his hand to rub at the center of his brows.

Serena Summers’ eyes tinged with a slight sourness, and though her heart was a bit aggrieved, she stubbornly clung to her own ideas.

The silent standoff between the two made the atmosphere in the living room subtly tense.

In the end, Edward Selwyn, with no other choice, conceded and was the first to speak: "Have it your way, but don’t come crying to me later."

Having said that, he left straight away.

"Hey!" Vincent Carter watched his retreating figure, speechlessly twitching the corner of his lips.

He looked at Serena Summers, reached out to ruffle the top of her hair, and comforted her: "Leave the eldest senior brother to me, focus on doing your own thing. If you encounter any thorny issues, remember to call me. I’m always here."

With that, he glanced at Adrian Holt and followed suit, taking his leave.

In fact, he also felt uneasy about leaving Serena Summers with Adrian Holt.

Whether he is the former Lucas Shaw or not, the current version of him is a ticking time bomb, ready to blow up at any moment.

It was only his innocent junior sister who, for the sake of love, was willing to believe anything.

But what can be done?

This is the path she has chosen; no matter how many hardships she faces in the future, she must endure them by herself.

The only thing he could do was to stay for the time being, keeping an eye on Adrian Holt. If he dared to hurt Serena Summers, he’d better be ready to pay the price.

After the two had left, Liam Shaw and Adrian Shaw exchanged glances, a look of identical confusion in their eyes.

"What happened?"

"Don’t know."

"Could it be that my second brother bullied his wife? Doesn’t look like it, right? Why did those senior brothers get so mad?"

"Don’t know."

"...Then what do you know?"

"I know as much as you do."

"..."

Adrian Shaw looked at his older brother with a speechless expression and fell silent.

"Let’s go, let’s find Minister Ray." Serena Summers, paying no mind to their gossip, took Adrian Holt’s hand and walked out.

Adrian Holt had some guesses about what she and Edward Selwyn might have said, but in the end, he didn’t say a word.

He knew that Edward Selwyn and Vincent Carter were acting out of concern for Serena Summers, so he would treat her even better, using his actual actions to prove that Serena Summers’ choice was the right one.

The two of them drove to the National Security Department and were led by Zachary Parker to Minister Ray’s office.

"Little girl, do you know who kidnapped Adrian Shaw?"

Feigning innocence, Serena Summers blinked, a look full of innocence and confusion in her eyes, "Minister Ray, shouldn’t this be something for you to investigate? I feel like those people kidnapped my family member just to take revenge on me."

Minister Ray chuckled lightly, not contradicting her words, merely saying, "After the investigation, the kidnappers of Adrian Shaw and those caught at the hospital indeed belong to the same group, but they refuse to talk, so we can’t get anything out of them."

Serena Summers tilted her head, her dimples faintly visible on her cheeks, "Minister Ray, with your vast experience in interrogation, is there really a mouth you can’t pry open?"

As he knew, Minister Ray had previously worked in criminal investigation and had his own set of methods for interrogating criminals.

If even he couldn’t get them to talk, either they are keeping their lips sealed tightly, or... they are setting a trap, waiting for her to jump in.

Sure enough, Minister Ray added, "Since it’s targeted at you, then I believe if you personally ask them, you should be able to get something out of their mouths."