Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 386

Seraphina bailed out from Reynolds Manor, hurried to the apartment address that Terrell had provided.

Terrell himself waited downstairs. Upon seeing Seraphina, he didn’t fuss much, just gave her a simple run-down, “The apartment has only one entrance and exit, same goes for the underground parking, which makes it pretty easy to keep an eye on. If you’re tailing someone, it should be a piece of cake.”

Seraphina flashed a thumbs-up, then said, “It’s getting late, you should head back and get some rest.”

Terrell nodded, turned to leave.

Just as their cars were about to part ways, Seraphina tossed Terrell a pack of cigarettes, “Thanks a bunch!”

Terrell raised an eyebrow, nonchalantly pocketed the cigarettes and drove off.

Seraphina’s next task was still to wait.

And she waited for three days.

No sign of Bowen or Sandra.

Abbot got a little antsy, couldn’t help but say to Seraphina, “Ma’am, are we sure we’re not barking up the wrong tree?”

Seraphina, still keeping her eyes peeled on the apartment entrance, whispered, “I trust Terrell.”

As if it was fate’s arrangement, that afternoon, Seraphina’s faith was rewarded.

At two in the afternoon, a middle-aged woman came out from the apartment building. The moment Seraphina laid eyes on her, she snapped into high alert.

After a moment, Seraphina told Abbot, “Track her. See where she’s headed.”

Abbot followed her gaze and gasped, “That woman?”

“Yep.” Seraphina confirmed.

That night at Una Villa, she remembered three faces

Sandra in the car, and the two who had covered her mouth and dragged her into the darkness.

She remembered clearly, this middle-aged woman was one of them.

The woman hailed a cab. Without a second thought, Abbot whipped out his phone and gave the order.

Once the woman was gone, everything was back to normal. Seraphina still sat quietly in the car, keeping an eye on the apartment.

That night, besides the driver and this woman, there was another middle-aged man in the car.

Clearly, he was a butler and she was a nanny. They were both taking care of Sandra, but also watching and controlling her.

their every move should have something to do with Sandra.

tail

still waited under the

later, the woman returned to the apartment, carrying

–

binoculars, Seraphina saw the logo on the

“Ma’am, the woman went to Silverlake General Hospital, saw a neurology specialist, and brought back some meds.”

Neurology, specialist, meds…

kept these keywords in mind, thinking

been seen for a while, suddenly appeared outside the apartment, then drove into the underground

later, Bowen’s car left

busy in-and-out behaviors left people unprepared.

a guess started

about is sick, what would

I’d take her to

want to go to the hospital?”

was carrying earlier, slowly said, “Then…bring the meds

then said, “Can’t let her do whatever she wants. At crucial moments, I would use all means, even force her to the hospital.” Hearing this, Seraphina took a deep

City, all the doctors were industry elites, many

hospitals, Silverlake General Hospital was orderly

office hallway, a young woman accompanied by a middle-aged man and woman, walked into the office of a

Everything was organized.

a detailed inquiry and diagnosis, this taciturn young woman was

middle-aged couple was still stopped outside the radiation room. When the young woman went in, the middle-aged man glanced

came forward to help the young woman, and another doctor was preparing the instrument, and a nurse was sorting out some tools in

radiation room closed slowly, the young woman lay quietly on

didn’t speak, just quietly staring at the ceiling

was used to this series of examinations.

it seemed different from

a long time, and there

head to ask, she saw a woman in a nurse uniform, with a nurse cap on her head and a mask on her face, walking

her.

down to look at her, gently stroked her forehead, and asked softly, “What’s

She was stunned.

nurse’s face was covered, revealing only a pair of eyes, looking

of tenderness

but she found the look in them

knew it couldn’t be, so

“How come you haven’t fully recovered yet? Are you

the nurse’s eyes gradually turning red,

felt as if she’d caught some kind of emotional flu, her eyes growing damp.