One Night Stand With Alexander Blackwood-Chapter 46 — Forty-six

The two ladies exchanged fierce glares.

Serena took a deep breath before plastering a smile on your face. "Miss Rhea, you must be mistaken. Mr. Blackwood and I have no relationship with each other. And even if we do, I don’t think it matters to you."

She took a step forward, hands behind her back, then her voice dropped. "After all, I’m not the ex here."

With a victorious smile, Serena walked out of the restroom. She didn’t even give Rhea the time to make a comeback.

After Serena left, Rhea stomped her feet. "I will get you Serena. You cannot insult me and get away with it." She screamed. Fortunately, the soundproofing of the restroom was good, or they might have heard her scream.

When Serena returned, they were about to wrap up dinner. She took a seat, and Alexander stared at her.

"You look different." He commented, leaning to whisper into her ears.

"I just had a confrontation with a certain someone’s ex. I guess it’s only normal to look different." She replied without batting an eyelid as she casually picked up a glass of wine.

Alexander was taken aback as his gaze was fixated on Serena who didn’t pay him any attention.

"You bumped into Rhea?" It wasn’t a question. He only needed confirmation.

Serena finally met his gaze. She didn’t reply but the look in her eyes gave the answer away.

"I hope she didn’t give you any hard time." He asked, his eyes scanning her from top to bottom to see if she had any injuries on her body.

"I’m fine. Stop staring. You are making it obvious." Serena complained. "She only mentioned that I was her replacement... a substitute to be precise. And that you would only love her."

Although she had a neutral expression as she uttered those words, Serena felt like she had been given a bitter pill to swallow.

’Why am I even reacting this way? We are not even in a relationship with each other.’ She thought to herself, pinching herself on the thigh. She wanted to return to reality..

Alexander studied her expression. Years of experience made him realise that Serena was uncomfortable with those words.

Just as he was about to reply, Grace interrupted him.

"This is a family dinner, Alexander." Her gaze flickered to Serena, not bothering to hide her disgust or hatred. "I’d appreciate it if you both stopped whispering to each other and focused on your meals."

Alexander wanted to rebut, but Serena beat him to him.

"Sorry, Mrs. Blackwood. This won’t happen again." She rose to her feet, cupped her hands and offered a bow.

Grace flipped her hair, clearly pleased with Serena’s subservient attitude.

"Grace, that’s enough. Let the youngsters do what they want to."

Grace rolled her eyes, scoffing internally before resuming her meal. Soon, Rhea returned. She had retouched her makeup, and her expression was as gentle as a dove.

If Serena hadn’t been the one who was confronted earlier, then she would have been fooled by the gentle expression.

"Miss Serena, I forgot to ask. What do you do?" Rhea asked softly, her eyes twinkling with malice.

"Well..."

"She doesn’t have a job as impressive as yours. After all, not everybody can be the youngest international acting queen as well as fashion icon." Grace cut in with a proud smile.

"Aunty please." Rhea played with her hair, lowering her head bashfully. "You flatter me too much."

Although she said this, her eyes flashed as she threw a provocative look towards Serena.

Serena scoffed, clearly not affected by the childish act..

"I was promoted today." Serena started, her gaze straying to Alexander whose expression had softened.

"I’m Alexander’s Executive Assistant." Serena stated proudly, meeting Rhea’s gaze.

The latter’s smile froze. "Y-you are what?" She stuttered.

"You heard her right." Alexander answered with a smile. "She’s my assistant."

"Serena, congratulations." Elias and Thomas said simultaneously, their eyes unable to hide their smiles.

Serena chuckled gently.

Grace, on the other hand, gripped the table tightly as she subtly glared at Serena.

’This girl has got to go. Ever since she became acquainted with my son, he doesn’t seem to think anymore.’ She muttered internally unable to hide the bitterness she had for Serena.

"I’m done with tonight’s dinner." Elias suddenly spoke up, breaking the tension.

"Brat, visit home often. Your grandfather misses you." He continued, turning to Alexander who rubbed his forehead.

"How about a game of chess?" Alexander suggested. "Dad, you can join in. I want to see if you have regressed or improved." He teased.

"Are you my father or vice-versa?" Thomas rebuked. "I’ll show you today that my skills have improved." He bragged.

"I’m waiting for it." Alexander egged him on.

"How about a quick game now?" Thomas declared.

Alexander smirked softly. The fish had taken the bait, he thought to himself.

A few minutes later, they were gathered in the living room. A chess board was placed on the table. Thomas and Alexander sat across the table while the remaining four looked on with anticipation..

Alexander crossed his legs nonchalantly. "Dad, I can’t play a game which has no high stakes. Tell me, what are you willing to give me if you lose?" He leaned forward and demanded with his lips curling into a dangerous smile.

Thomas had no idea that the son who he raised for 25+ years was baiting him. He replied without thinking. "I will give you 5% of my shares."

Elias’s brows furrowed, but he didn’t comment. Grace’s eyes, on the other hand, bulged in shock. Serena’s gaze darted between both men — one old and the other young. Rhea sat there with her hands folded.

"Perfect!" Alexander clapped happily.

"Wait! What about you?" Thomas cut in. "What would you give when you lose?" He inquired..

Alexander’s smirk deepened. "Father, I won’t lose." His expression was filled with confidence and determination.

From where she was seated, Serena’s face was unwittingly filled with admiration.

Thomas’s expression, on the other hand, suddenly changed, hardening. It finally hit him — his son had tricked him.

"You tricked me." He whispered, clenching his fists.

"The game hasn’t begun yet... dad." He dragged the final word, a knowing smirk playing on his lips.