Inherit Billions (Seraphina and Orion)

Chapter 483 Shadows of a New Threat

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Perhaps his gaze was too intense, and the warmth in his words made Seraphina hesitant to meet his

She bit her lip and blinked, striving to appear calm.

"Did you need something?" she asked.

eyes.

Wilson looked at her seriously. His eyes were reflecting a faint galaxy, the depths of which sparkled with brilliance.

After a few seconds, he suddenly chuckled, a charming smile playing on his lips.

"I have ulterior motives when it comes to you. Of course, I'll find a way to see you."

Seraphina stiffened, taken aback by Wilson's bluntness.

For a moment she found herself at a loss for words.

Seeing her flustered expression, Wilson's gaze flickered. He continued with a teasing tone, "Are you touched? If so, then..."

"Dean Skeldon, I'm leaving my daughter in your care. When she gets discharged, she must be full of life!"

ris's voice rang out suddenly, drawing closer to the door of Seraphina's hospital room.

worry. This time, Ms. Cross is fine, thanks to her boyfriend. How did you find someone with the same blood type? You won't have to worry about her getting into scrapes anymore. With him around, nothing will happen!" A robust yet aged voice chimed in cheerfully.

Just then, the door swung open.

four of them exchanged

and smiled,

Skeldon, nice

were old acquaintances; Derick Skeldon had treated Seraphina since she was

Emeris showed no signs of embarrassment from overhearing the conversation-the experienced

warning and trying to bribe me here.

nothing serious. In a few months, I'll be

response. Emeris beamed as he moved to push Seraphina's

her rest. You all can head

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to handle. My man will come to pick me up this afternoon. I'm sorry for

he patted Wilson on

so formal. You saved Seraphina, which makes you our family's savior. You didn't trouble us. Your work is more important. I'll have our chef send you meals every day

"That's too

In the future, just drop by whenever you want;

Wilson smiled in agreement.

pondering how quickly Emeris's attitude toward

had made her feel

the impression that her family didn't want to let Wilson leave, as if they were drawn to the blood that ran

her family

be more discreet

showed no signs of discontent; otherwise, she would have wanted nothing

into the floor in

longer hold on and decided to go home and

rushed in, a thick file clutched in his hands and a grim expression on his

a wet wipe to clean Seraphina's hands, glancing over at Sivir