Chapter 103

Serenity put her sister‘s diary pages on Twitter in response to the viral tweet about ungrateful

granddaughters.

Apart from Liberty‘s diary, Serenity also put forth evidence from her hometown to prove her

grandparents had been living a nice life upon pocketing several hundred thousand dollars. Their

children were also

among the richest in town.

It struck Zachary that his dashcam would have recorded Old Mr. Hunt‘s cocky voice when he called

Serenity while Zachary and Serenity were on the way to Liberty‘s place for dinner.

Zachary went to check on it and confirmed another crucial piece of evidence caught on tape.

Serenity then uploaded the recording of her conversation with Granddad onto the internet.

She left the netizens to fume and raise hell as it was no longer her concern.

Zachary did not give the file on the Hunts to Serenity to publish online. Instead, he left it in Josh‘s

hands to expose the occupations and incomes of the family‘s children and grandchildren, under the

identity of a fellow netizen.

All the traction garnered by the tweet the Hunts made in the beginning had now backfired on them.

The same netizens, who lambasted Liberty and Serenity for their ungratefulness, were now blasting the

poster of the original tweet.

With all bets off, Mike‘s media friends immediately deleted their retweets in fear of being caught in the

netizens‘ hellfire.

“Everything‘s okay now, Liberty. You don‘t have to worry anymore. They won‘t ever ask us for money.

The only reason they’d come and look for us is to apologize and beg us to overlook the whole thing.”

Serenity consoled her sister. “They make me sick to my stomach.”

Liberty picked up her sleeping child. “We‘ve done our part. Justice will prevail. I believe in that. Seren,

you and Zachary must be tired after running around all day. You should hurry home and get some rest.

“Go on and take Sonny to bed then.”

Serenity and Zachary waited until Liberty came back from putting Sonny to bed to wish her goodnight

before leaving

The day out did wear Serenity down.

Still, Serenity caringly asked Zachary when they got

home, “Do you fancy supper, Mr. York? I can cook.”

A friend in need was a friend indeed.

Zachary had proved himself a keeper time and again when Serenity was in a jam. However, there were

no sparks between them. Not to mention, the six–month contract offered Serenity no assurance in the

future of their marriage.

Feelings aside, Zachary had helped her a lot and been there through it all. Serenity should really thank

him.

“I‘m not hungry.” Zachary declined. His dark eyes were fixated on her for a moment before he was

heard saying,” Get some early rest. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

After the couple said their goodnights, Zachary returned to his bedroom as Serenity stood there and

watched him shut the door. The sound of his door locking saw Serenity laughing at herself. They were

only a little more than total strangers.

He helped her in his duty as her husband. And nothing else.