Game Over No Second Chances novel Chapter 407

"The food really wasn't the issue." Serena's voice was calm, but her eyes were sharp.

She had been there the entire night without a proper bite to eat. Even the juice was sugar-free, freshly pressed from hand-picked fruits. It was so sour and bitter that it made one's mouth pucker.

Two teardrops slipped from the corners of Sarah's eyes. "It's not the food… It's just that Serena poured champagne all over me."

"What? Serena, she's your sister! How could you do something like that at such a big event?" Rachel turned back sharply, instantly switching to weeping and wailing alongside her daughter.

Serena simply looked at them, cold and unbothered. She said, "The champagne was poured from head to toe. Did it burn through your stomach lining or something?

"But judging by your ignorance, maybe it did sear through your skull and fry your brain. I'll ask the doctors to include a CT scan of your head, just in case."

Serena had actually admitted to pouring the champagne?

Rachel was stunned speechless by her brazenness and sprang to her feet, clutching Howard's arm.

"Howard, is this the daughter you've raised? Look what she's done! Sarah's ended up in the hospital, and she still has the nerve to mock her!"

Howard roared, "Serena! Why would you pour champagne on your sister? If anything serious happens to her, I swear—"

"If a glass of champagne is enough to threaten her life, then she doesn't belong on this planet. You might as well get her buried early and do the planet a favor."

Serena's voice was like a blade—icy, clean, and cutting.

Howard's face turned purple with rage. He pointed a trembling finger at her but couldn't squeeze out a single word.

Rachel looked like she might faint from the breath she'd just inhaled. She was too upset to even shout back.

She clutched her belly with one hand, as if afraid to upset her own health, while the other clung to Howard for support.

Sarah was left gasping with anger, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Only Melissa stood aside with her arms crossed, watching Serena verbally slice through the entire family. Her expression had turned thoughtful.

Had Serena always been this sharp-tongued?

Melissa had always assumed the two sisters were aligned, a united front.

But now, it was crystal clear. Serena was her own person, and the Jansen family was the Jansen family. Serena stood apart from them.

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