Chapter 286

Early the next morning, Serena Dawson woke up to an empty room—Matthew Quinn was long gone, only a check for a hundred grand left on the coffee table. She picked it up, gave a cold smirk. So, that’s what he took her for. She called Dylan Wood with a chuckle in her voice, "Can you swing by the S Hotel and pick me up?" Dylan hesitated, “You guys…?” “We’ll talk when I see you.” … By the time Dylan pulled up at the hotel entrance, Serena had changed out of last night's dress into a crisp, professional outfit—clearly picked out by someone with taste. Probably Matthew. They hadn’t done anything, but the outfit fit like it was tailored for her. Dylan got out and politely opened the car door for her. "Where to?" “Quinn Group.” He paused, lips twitching like he wanted to say something, but just nodded and started driving. Serena stared at the check, that slight smile still tugging at her lips. “Nothing happened last night, in case you're wondering.” Dylan cleared his throat, suddenly awkward. “