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

folded, the moment

just… updating Mr. Reynolds on the current situation…”

think now’s the time for that?”

Reynolds has been at the helm of the Reynolds Group for years. He can’t just let go overnight…”

you thought it best to bombard him with

for the

do whatever he says?” Seraphina’s tone was

admitted, “As Mr. Reynolds’ personal assistant, I’m to follow his instructions to the letter…”

open. Valerio peered out, his gaze shifting from the formidable Seraphina to the dejected Keen. “Mom,

ajar door, and after a brief stare-down, turned back to Keen, “Just remember, weigh your words next time. Or I’ll make

the so-called “Iron Lady,” made a hasty

in the room, Leandro seemed to be in good spirits, chatting with Valerio. Seraphina, however, remained stern. “Can’t let go of the Reynolds Group, huh? Shall I have you discharged tomorrow

the tail end of the exchange, his surprise evident as

of composure, cleared his throat before explaining, “Keen was only briefing

concerned, why not have Keen bring all the unfinished paperwork here? Move the boardroom to this hospital room, summon all the execs, and you can run the show from your

had never seen Seraphina this irate, was struck

to such a dressing-down, remained silent, exchanging a wordless look with Valerio,

prompted Valerio, “Go on, reassure your mom that Leandro will not repeat his mistake.

catching the subtle cue in his eyes, then he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Seraphina’s hand. “Mom,

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

of the Reynolds Group business from now on. Let them handle

words clipped and devoid of any further conversation.