Mr. Grant Treats Me Like a Treasure-Chapter 437 - 436: He Doesn’t Want Me

"When I was pregnant with you, he died."

Rather than letting Serena know her true background, it was better to fabricate a story that her father wasn’t around.

But this story, Serena no longer believed.

"Really?"

Serena’s smile grew wider, "Did he really die?"

"I thought he was in Solaria."

Serena said with a probing smile, looking into Claire’s eyes.

Claire’s face turned pale instantly; indeed, Serena had noticed something unusual.

"Serena!"

"Is it him?"

Serena asked in a firm voice.

She wasn’t sure, so she came to Claire for confirmation.

"No!"

Claire denied, sealing her lips tight, clenching her teeth, clearly asking.

"Heh!"

Serena laughed, from Claire’s eyes and expression, she felt she had guessed correctly.

"Claire Sullivan, who do you think I’m talking about?"

"I..."

She hadn’t mentioned the man’s name from start to finish, yet Claire directly denied it, clearly afraid of her knowing her true identity.

"Serena."

Claire held onto Serena’s hand, called out again, and then followed not knowing what to say.

"Turns out everything you said before was true."

Serena’s smile turned grim; from the first time she met that man, she felt something strange.

That feeling was too weird, it wasn’t love at first sight, nor was he particularly handsome, but it was the feeling of wanting to get close and yet carefully avoiding bothering him.

Until she took Claire to see Ruth Hale, encountering the man again in the mall, she saw the peculiarity through Claire’s reaction.

On the surface, there was nothing strange about Claire.

Yet, she became suspicious.

To this day, she probed Claire, unexpectedly getting such a heart-breaking answer.

"He doesn’t want me."

Serena’s eyes reddened, her smile grew darker.

The answer was too cruel!

That man had strategized against her, paving the way for his other daughter.

And in his heart, she was perhaps nothing, maybe even a disgrace!

This kind of existence, why even live?

At this moment, Serena’s heart tore apart, her vision suddenly blurred, her mind turned chaotic, and Claire’s shocked voice rang in her ears.

"Serena."

Her voice called Serena back from her dream.

Serena lifted her heavy eyelids, looking at Claire’s sad and remorseful appearance, and asked slowly, "He doesn’t want you, nor me."

This wasn’t a question for Claire, it was a statement.

"Serena, no matter if he wants you or not, your mother wants you."

Claire started to cry, her lovely daughter was harmed by her to the current state.

"Will you give your mother a chance to atone?"

"There’s no chance anymore." Serena smiled, she truly was the daughter rejected by her father, the daughter he didn’t want.

So, what meaning does life have!

Claire saw the despair in Serena’s eyes, saw her face turn paler bit by bit, suddenly feeling a sense of panic inside.

"Serena, are you feeling unwell?"

Claire stood up, about to have the servant call a doctor.

"Claire Sullivan."

Serena called out, "I..."

Her voice halted abruptly, a sound suddenly came from the cabinet in the room.

With a "bang," both Claire and Serena heard it, they looked at each other in shock, followed by another sound as the cabinet door flew open, the man inside swiftly rushed out.

"Quick..."