Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 409

The dinner that night was seemingly peaceful, a picture of harmony, until the facade crumbled.

Bowen gazed at Seraphina, his eyes an eerie abyss.

“Sera.” He called her name softly, stating, “In all this, you’ve lost nothing. You’ve found your son again, from now on you can live happily. But you insist on getting involved, don’t you?”

“Nice try, Bowen.” Seraphina scoffed, retorting, “Who dragged me into this? And besides, do you really think our debts end with Valerio?”

Bowen paused, then nodded slowly, “You’re right.. If you insist on being part of this, then our debts are far bigger.”

Seraphina just chuckled coldly.

Sandra – the debt she owed Bowen, and the debt he owed her.

It was time to settle the score.

“I can’t wait to see your next move, Bowen, Seraphina said, “We’ll see who comes out on top.”

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With that, Seraphina turned and walked back into the private room, leaving Bowen alone by the window, finishing his cigarette.

Because of Leandro and Seraphina’s late arrival, the party ended later than usual. The guests were about to leave when an unexpected visitor burst into the room.

Tania frowned as she walked in, her face changing instantly when she saw the room full of escort women vying for the attention of the few men there.

cried out in exasperation, her voice filled with

laugh at Tania’s outburst. In the silence of the room, her laughter was conspicuous. Tania turned

this party was inappropriate, what was

and

for Seraphina and Leandro, who were the

way Tania was looking at Bowen, she sighed

her and gave a nonchalant smile, “I’ll take your good

helped Seraphina

the room, Seraphina couldn’t

turn back, just asking, “Why did you hold

but it’s rare to see someone as stubborn as her. Maybe it’s not her fault, maybe Bowen is just too good at manipulation.

didn’t comment, just listened.

Mr. Reynolds doesn’t care about women. After all, there are too many women rushing to Mr. Reynolds.” If

over such a thing, so he ignored

So why not cultivate a few young, naive girls, and when

reached the elevator, the waiter pressed the button for them. He couldn’t help but glance

noticed the waiter’s curious glance

went on, “Should I help you pick? I have a good eye for beauty, I guarantee

to Seraphina, extending

momentarily stunned, then pulled into the

doors slowly closed as Seraphina glared at him, “Who are

hand, tracing her jawline gently, “But training, from when

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some nerve,” Seraphina huffed, “Shameless! If you hadn’t changed your characters, you’d probably be just like