Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 455

Eight years ago, Seraphina could still conjure up an image of Leandro as a child, all wide-eyed and innocent. But nowadays, the very thought seemed like a page torn from an ancient fairytale.

Would Leandro even know how to be childlike anymore?

Seraphina, skeptical as ever, led her son Valerio through the hospital doors, only to have her mood sour at the sight that greeted them.

There, by Leandro’s bedside, stood Keen, stooped slightly, whispering something with a hushed urgency.

Leandro listened, his gaze heavy and detached, the very picture of adult reserve. Where was the trace of that childlike spirit now?

As the door creaked open, both men turned to see Seraphina and Valerio.

Keen, caught mid-conversation about matters he deemed pressing, halted abruptly, his words choked off by the sight of Seraphina’s stormy expression. “Daddy!” Valerio, spotting Leandro, dashed to his side, scanning him from head to toe with a mix of excitement and concern. His eyes, tinged red, looked up at his father.

“Did your mom bring you here?” Leandro managed a smile, reaching out to caress Valerio’s reddened eyes. “Miss me?”

Trying to stifle his tears, Valerio nodded.

Leandro glanced at Seraphina before turning back to his son. “Alright, then you’ll stay with me all night, okay?”

“Does it hurt, Daddy?” Valerio’s gaze fell on the IV in Leandro’s hand, his voice laced with worry.

As father and son began to catch up, Seraphina’s attention shifted to Keen, who seemed to shiver under her gaze, contemplating a quick escape. Yet before he could excuse himself, Seraphina motioned him over with a finger, “You, with me.”

Keen’s eyes, pleading, sought Leandro for rescue, but Leandro, engrossed with Valerio, paid him no heed.

Keen followed Seraphina out.

telling him?” Seraphina demanded, arms folded,

Mr. Reynolds on the current situation…” Keen

you think now’s the time

Reynolds Group for years.

to bombard him with this the day after

for the update-“Keen

says?” Seraphina’s tone was sharp. “Don’t you think for yourself?”

then finally admitted, “As Mr. Reynolds’ personal assistant, I’m to follow

could retort, the hospital door swung open. Valerio peered out, his gaze shifting from the formidable Seraphina to the dejected

the slightly ajar door, and after a brief stare-down, turned back to Keen, “Just remember, weigh your words next

“Iron Lady,” made a

spirits, chatting with Valerio. Seraphina, however, remained stern. “Can’t let go of the Reynolds Group, huh? Shall I have you discharged tomorrow so you can get back to

his surprise

throat before explaining,

have Keen bring all the unfinished

who had never seen Seraphina this irate, was struck mute, looking between his parents in confusion. Karan, equally stunned, was

unaccustomed to such a dressing-down, remained silent, exchanging a wordless look with Valerio, the epitome of a “whipped

“Go on, reassure your mom that Leandro will not repeat his mistake. Ask her not

at Leandro, catching the subtle cue in his eyes, then he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Seraphina’s hand. “Mom, don’t be mad. Dad won’t

ruffled Valerio’s hair, but when she lifted her gaze, she still shot Leandro a sharp look.

I’ll stay out of the Reynolds Group

her words clipped and