Inherit Billions (Seraphina and Orion)

Chapter 19 The Old Seraphina

Seraphina stood there, her gaze icy and detached, seemingly oblivious as she left while holding Sivir's hand.

Orion's face clouded over, baffled by Seraphina's abrupt shift. Haunted by memories of Jessica's false accusations against her, he worried about misunderstandings and waited for Seraphina to clarify things. but she paid him no heed and started to walk away. As she brushed past Orion, he reached out and grabbed her arm firmly, his face set in a hard line. "Seraphina, you owe me an explanation!"

Looking up, Seraphina's eyes flashed with defiance as she scoffed, "It was me. There's nothing more to explain."

She attempted to pull away, indifferent to the tension brewing.

She did not care for Orion's troubled look either.

Feeling his grip tighten uncomfortably, Seraphina faced him, her eyes chilling. "Mr. Dros, are you trying to scold me on her behalf?"

"Orion, don't let her off the hook. She dared to strike me; we can't just forgive her!"

Hannah, never one to endure disgrace quietly, especially with her pampered upbringing, demanded justice.

Orion's expression grew even grimmer as he turned to his sister. "What do you expect me to do?"

smug look, Hannah directed her demand at Seraphina, "Tell

derisive snort. Then, she glanced at Orion, suspecting

sentiment.

typically ended with her being coerced into

time, however, Seraphina was not

Ms. Dros is hardly the innocent victim she pretends to be," she said

apologising to Seraphina when she spoke disrespectfully to her?" Hannah trembled under Sivir's intense

both kept their cold, unwavering gazes fixed on

frowned deeply, troubled by the

19 The Old Seraphina

stealing Starry Sky, which led my

had clearly left her

his eyes dark, and his brow furrowed as if he were

laughed off her theatrics. "The old Seraphina would have retaliated when insulted. Ms. Dros, you should learn some respect, or you might face the consequences. "The restaurant's surveillance footage is always available for review. So, Mr. Dros, you are welcome to check it at any time.

away, courteously

off.

disappear into the

like a train derailed,