Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 305: Are You Planning to Drain Me Dry?

The man’s crisp and pleasant scent with a hint of pine hit her face, and Serena Summers’ cheeks instantly reddened,

She glanced at him and chuckled, "Not bad performance, keep it up."

Evelyn Hart and her daughter were now sitting obediently at the dining table, showing none of their previous arrogance.

Looking at the curve at the corner of her lips, Adrian Holt couldn’t help but smile too.

A glint flashed in his eyes as he lowered his voice and said, "Then shouldn’t you give me a raise?"

Serena was stunned for a moment, not expecting him to make such a request, and then found it amusing.

"Mr. Holt, are you planning to squeeze me dry? At this rate, I reckon I won’t be able to afford you soon."

Adrian Holt: "So will you give me the raise?"

Serena was both annoyed and amused by his money-driven attitude, "Yes, yes, yes! I’ll give you a raise after dinner!"

Seeing the two of them whispering together, the people at the dining table had varied expressions.

Master Shaw had a pleased look on his face, finally showing a smile.

This finally felt like a family.

Before Lucas Shaw came back, the house was cold and completely devoid of warmth.

Clara Shaw silently ate her meal, occasionally glaring at Serena.

Her allowance for over two years was gone, and now she couldn’t buy anything.

Master Shaw even specifically ordered to deactivate all her cards and even forbade her parents from lending her money.

All this because of Serena Summers!

Serena noticed Clara Shaw’s resentful gaze and turned her head to look at her.

Her curled eyelashes fluttered, and a sly spark darted across her bright dark eyes.

"Honey, I want to eat shrimp, can you peel it for me?"

The girl’s voice was sweet and soft, with an indescribable allure and tenderness, like a feather scratching lightly at Adrian Holt’s heart.

He stiffened slightly when he heard the word "honey."

Under the various suggestive or joking gazes of the others, he slowly stood up and brought the plate of shrimp in front of him, starting to peel them.

The man’s hands had distinct joints, long and fair, and even in doing something like peeling shrimp, there was an air of nobility and elegance, pleasing to the eye.

Serena propped her chin and watched him, her eyes brimming with amusement.

He peeled shrimp just like when she first came to the Shaw Family.

Back then, he also did this.

Placing a whole plate of shrimp in front of him and started peeling one after another.

"Here."

Serena was lost in her thoughts when suddenly a well-proportioned hand appeared in front of her.

It was Adrian Holt who had peeled a shrimp and was holding it to her lips.

Serena looked at him and bit into the shrimp held in his hand.

But accidentally, she bit his firm finger.

Meeting those deep dark eyes, her heartbeat suddenly skipped, and she quickly parted her lips, feigning nonchalance as she looked away.

Adrian calmly pulled his finger back.

With a hint of a glistening moist luster on the pad of his finger, Adrian envisioned the lush, moist lips of the girl before him.

His deep eyes darkened, and pretending to be nonchalant, he continued peeling the second shrimp.

Serena’s cheeks were slightly flushed, her heart thumping non-stop.

After lunch, Master Shaw stood up from his chair with the aid of his cane and said to Serena, "Serena, come with me to the study, I have something to tell you."

Serena glanced at Adrian Holt, then followed Master Shaw upstairs.

As soon as she entered the study, she heard Master Shaw ask, "Lucas... has something happened in these past two years?"

"Grandpa, what’s the matter? Hasn’t he returned safely?" Serena Summers feigned ignorance.

Master Shaw leaned on his cane and sat down in front of the desk, whispering with a sigh, "He is my grandson; I understand him better than anyone. Speak up, I’ve weathered many storms in my time, I won’t be easily broken."

After hesitating for a moment, Serena still recounted the incident of meeting Lucas Shaw at the bar.

At the end, she also shared her guess, "Since Lucas is still alive, then Professor Parker must be alive too."

"Are you saying that Lucas’s memory has been erased? How is that possible?" Master Shaw expressed his disbelief.

How could someone’s memory be altered?

That’s simply absurd!

"Grandpa, don’t you find it curious? After Lucas was rescued seventeen years ago, he couldn’t describe those people’s faces or their physical characteristics at all."

Reminded by Serena, something exploded in Master Shaw’s mind suddenly.

Lucas has always been bright; no matter how difficult, he almost instantly learned anything.

His memory was even more outstanding.

However, when the police asked about the people in the lab, he mumbled and couldn’t speak clearly.

Initially, everyone thought he was too scared and simply didn’t push any further.

He thought so too.

"How... can this be possible?" Master Shaw muttered.

With a firm look, Serena told the old man, "Grandpa, you should know, I have a photographic memory, but I also can’t remember what those people looked like."

Master Shaw’s expression turned stern, radiating a more imposing aura.

"Who else knows about this?"

"Only Lucas and I. We had speculated before that we might have been hypnotized. Now it seems, the only possible explanation for memory alteration might just be hypnosis."

Serena was certain that, with the current level of medical technology, it wasn’t possible to develop such an advanced drug.

So that leaves hypnosis.

"This... Can hypnosis actually change one’s memory? How can this be?" Master Shaw was still incredulous.

Serena said, "Grandpa, you’ve seen it with your own eyes, he is indeed your grandson."

Despite finding it unbelievable, Master Shaw had to admit that what Serena said was the truth.

He sighed and asked, "What’s your plan now?"

With a light laugh, Serena replied, "He, posing as Lucas Shaw to gain entrance to the Shaw Family, is clearly attempting to earn my trust and join that organization. Since that is the case, why don’t we just cooperate fully?"

She knew very well that Lucas wasn’t clueless about the issues with his identity; it was just his stubbornness.

Stubborn to the point of... only willing to believe what he firmly believed.

Since he wanted to play, she might as well play along.

After all, the former Lucas Shaw always carried himself with the demeanor of a superior, proud and detached, as if everything was under his control.

As a businessman, he always managed to maximize his advantages, making others follow his lead.

Serena was indeed eager to see who would win in the end this time.

Master Shaw, after hearing this, couldn’t help but laugh wryly, "You just want to tease him, right?"

With a sly smile, Serena replied, "Who made us live in fear for two years? He deserves this."

"Alright, I’ll call Liam and Adrian over tonight, and inform them about this. You do whatever you want to do; we’ll back you up," Master Shaw added.

Marital games, he, the old man, would no longer interfere!

Serena left the study and went straight back to her bedroom.

Just as she pushed the door open, a warm and broad palm grabbed her slender waist, pulling her in.

Subsequently, the door closed.

Her back pressed against the door, and a familiar, refreshing scent enveloped her.