Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 164

In recent times, life had turned in Leandro’s favor. The same people who once belittled him now sought

his approval. His journey to the top had been tumultuous, but now he was in charge, answering to no

one.

He took what he desired and dismissed the rest without a second thought. This included his pursuit of

Seraphina. She was what he wanted, and he was determined to win her heart

However, right now, he had numerous questions he wanted to pose to her, yet held back, fearing the

emotional impact they’d have on her.

Having taken control of the Reynolds Group, Leandro was known for his assertiveness and lack of

mercy. He believed one should shape their own destiny, without seeking or giving pity

But what if he was the cause of all her past sorrows?

He rarely questioned his past choices, but he now wondered about a pivotal decision from seven years

prior. His thoughts raced, while Seraphina, oblivious to his internal conflict, leaned on the bar. “Mr.

Reynolds, she began. “Shouldn’t we be conversing? Why the silence?”

Leandro paused before responding. “There’s no value in discussing what–ifs”

“You’re right.” Seraphina nodded in agreement, “What about the others, Mr. Reynolds? Don’t you have

any questions? Look, with all this good booze you’ve given me, maybe I’ll be grateful and answer some

of your questions?”

Leandro looked at her. She was smiling, calmly staring at him, as if waiting for him to voice his doubts.

But Leandro didn’t ask.

After a while, Seraphina sighed, straightened up. “If you don’t have any questions, I’ll go to bed.”

With that, she got up, a bit wobbly, and headed upstairs.

Leandro sat at the bar, lighting a cigarette. As Seraphina slowly moved away, he didn’t look back or call

out to stop her. Without interruption, she made her way upstairs to her room, collapsing onto the bed.

Though somewhat inebriated, clarity still prevailed in Seraphina’s mind. Tonight’s events confirmed her

suspicion: Leandro knew. Given his meticulous nature, how could he not have uncovered the truth? He

surely must be aware of Betty. Yet, he remained silent, not inquiring about her pregnancy or about

Betty’s parentage.

Could it be that even the resolute Leandro occasionally felt compassion?

With this thought, a sardonic laugh escaped Seraphina’s lips before she wrapped herself in the

bedding. When she finally awoke, the afternoon of the next day had already set in.

She struggled to get up, went to the bathroom to take a shower to wake herself up, and when she

came out, she heard the doorbell.

She went downstairs to open the door, saw Keen standing outside, rolled her eyes, “You could’ve just

come in, why did you have to ring the bell?”

Keen cleared his throat with a light cough, murmured, “I didn’t want to disturb you.”

Seraphina felt his attitude today was a bit different from usual, a bit too respectful, so she gave him a

second look, “What are you here for?”

Keen approached Seraphina, box in hand. “Mr. Reynold’s had the 1869 Lafite you wanted shipped

overnight. He instructed me to deliver it immediately upon arrival.”

Seraphina’s eyes widened in surprise. After a pause, she exclaimed, “Has he gone mad?” Without

sparing a second glance at the lavish gift, she retreated upstairs to dress and apply makeup.

By the time she returned downstairs, Keen was gone. The wine sat elegantly on the bar. As Seraphina

cast it a brief look, she mused to herself indeed. money had its power.

She hastened to the hospital, only to encounter an unexpected scene. A queue of suited men,

clutching briefcases, stood outside Conway’s room. On seeing her, they greeted in unison, “Good

afternoon, Ms. Bennett.”

Inside the room, two more men in suits were showcasing the contents of their briefcases to Conway

Spotting Seraphina, Conway’s brow furrowed. “Why are you late? Come here, they’re presenting

selections for you!”

From a distance, Seraphina could discern that the briefcases overflowed with gleaming gold jewelry,

their sparkle undeniable.

“Conway, you should be resting, why are you fussing over these things?” Seraphina complained.

Conway gave her a glance, and said, “You and Leandro are settled now, you should get married soon.

Come over and see what styles you like, I’ll give you whatever you like.”

Casting a cursory look over the items, Seraphina remarked, “None of these appeal to me. I prefer

platinum and diamonds, not gold.”

“Let Leandro buy you those” Conway said, “I’ll give gold ”

Seeing Conway so passionate and enthusiastic about this, Seraphina didn’t have the heart to refuse,

so she let the men outside come in one by one, and randomly picked out a few items.

Once the men with the gold jewelry samples had left, Lacy entered the room, informing Conway. “The

master you’ve been waiting for has arrived”

“Quickly, let him in,” Conway responded without hesitation.

Curious, Seraphina inquired, “Who’s this?”

“He’s a renowned master, Conway replied. “I’ve summoned him to select an auspicious wedding date

for you and Leandro.”

At this revelation, a wave of headache washed over Seraphina.

After the master strolled into the room and did a bit of number crunching, he flashed a smile at Conway

and said, “Looks like the Reynold’s family is all

set to tie the knot. Next month, January, and February all look good. The bride and groom are both in

for a blessing. It’s up to them to pick their favorite date.”

While Seraphina kept her cool and observed, Conway was all hyped up and called her over to pick a

date.

“I’m good with any,” Seraphina said, “Let Leandro decide.”

No sooner had she spoken than the door to the ward swung open Leandro walked in from outside,

glanced at her and asked, “Decide what?”

Seraphina shot him a look, a smirk creeping into her heart. Talk about perfect timing, huh?

Conway’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he spoke. “Pick a date for your wedding with Sera. Since

she’s ready to follow your lead, I think it’s only fair you choose‘

Leandro approached the bedside, accepting the three suggested dates from the master. After a brief

glance, he made his choice. We’ll settle on this date.”

Seraphina glanced at it.

Wasn’t that… next month?