Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chatper 441

Chapter 441

On a mundane Tuesday, after dropping her son Valerio off at school, Seraphina lounged on the couch, idly scrolling through her phone until she landed on Leandro’s WhatsApp chat.

Their last exchange was still the video call they had on the day Seraphina bumped into Patrick at the airport.

The following day, the tabloids. were abuzz with her scandal with Patrick, and since then, that chat page had remained untouched.

Staring at Leandro’s name for a moment, Seraphina tapped on the payment feature and typed in an amount: $1,000. She sent the transfer, but the screen showed no change.

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Five minutes later, she picked up her phone again, the screen unaltered.

So, she initiated another transfer, sending another $1,000 his way.

Still, no response.

Almost mechanically, she hit the transfer button repeatedly, sending a string of identical amounts until a system alert popped up, notifying her that she’d exceeded the daily transaction limit.

Scrolling up, she counted twenty messages sent, with no reaction from Leandro.

Twenty minutes later, she sent a message – [I was testing my transfer limits. Now you can give my money back.”

Not long after, she received a notification from Keen-four transfers of $5,000 each, precisely the sum she’d sent to Leandro.

Quickly switching back to Leandro’s chat, it remained as static as before.

Playing hard to get, huh? Biting her lip in frustration, Seraphina was ready to drop the issue.

first persimmons. She hollered back an affirmative, put her phone down, and prepared to head out. But as she opened her door, she unexpectedly collided with a familiar

locked eyes with Leandro’s

she quipped, “Well, well, Mr. Reynolds, this is a rare honor. What brings

simply asked, “Where

Seraphina retorted, pushing against

like a solid barrier in her doorway.

avail, her irritation mounting until

hand slipped, and she tumbled into his arms,

demanded,

apartment and

bodyguards tactfully averted

his wife emerged, gave

resisted Leandro’s hold with persistent defiance, even as her wrists were secured behind her back.

to have quite the grudge, huh?” Leandro commented coolly.

Reynolds, that’s none of your business. Now let me go!” Instead

a kick at his shins, but he anticipated it, capturing her knee and hoisting her leg over

the next moment, he maintained their awkward tangle and tossed her

glaring

unfazed by her glare, slowly began to loosen his

eyes widened. “What

using his tie to

You really

hands, he flipped her over, easily pinning her flailing legs, and

Patrick, and I doubt any judge would blame me,”

she spat out.

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