She urgently needed to see Zachary. In her haste, she drove too quickly and rear-ended another car. Fortunately, the damage wasn’t severe. The other driver wanted to call the police and file an insurance claim, but when Serenity got out to assess the situation, she pulled out all the cash from her purse—several thousand dollars—and handed it to him.
“I can’t stay to resolve this; I have an emergency, sir. This should cover the repairs. You can reach me if it’s not enough,” she said, giving him her number.
The driver inspected the dent on his vehicle. It wasn’t an expensive car, and the damage was merely cosmetic. The repair would cost at most two thousand dollars, but Serenity had given him more than enough to cover it.
Noticing her distress and urgency, the man remarked, “You don’t look so well. Please be careful on the road.”
“Thank you, sir. I’m so sorry about the accident. I really need to go; it’s urgent,” she replied.
“Go ahead. Stay safe,” he said.
Serenity returned to her car and sped off. Despite driving recklessly for the rest of the trip, she arrived at York Corporation unscathed. She pulled the handbrake and leaped out of the car, racing into the office building.
The security guard intended to stop her, but upon recognizing her, he thought better of it. If someone like Serenity, who typically had no interest in entertainment news, had watched Zachary’s interview, then surely the employees of York Corporation had seen it as well.
Though everyone was aware that Serenity was the CEO’s wife, the CEO had only announced it publicly that day. Serenity rushed into the building.
“Ms. Hunt?” the two receptionists called out, halting her in her tracks.
She paused to catch her breath after running too fast. A receptionist stepped forward to pour her a glass of water, while another moved a chair closer for her to sit on. “Are you looking for Mr. York, Ms. Hunt?” the receptionist asked. “He hasn’t come in today and is not in the office.” This was indeed the truth.