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 they were out of

Mr. Reynolds on the current situation…”

the time for

the helm of the Reynolds Group for years.

it best to bombard him with this the day after

the

tone was

then finally admitted, “As Mr. Reynolds’ personal

open. Valerio peered out, his gaze shifting from the formidable Seraphina

Leandro’s calm gaze through the slightly ajar door, and after a brief stare-down, turned back to Keen, “Just remember, weigh your words next time. Or I’ll make sure Leandro

so-called “Iron Lady,” made

chatting with Valerio. Seraphina, however, remained stern. “Can’t let go of the

his surprise evident as he glanced from

throat before explaining, “Keen was only briefing me on the press

make a difference?” Seraphina’s voice was laced with indignation. “It’s still about the Reynolds Group, isn’t it? Since you’re so concerned, why not have Keen bring all the unfinished

seen Seraphina this irate, was struck mute, looking between his parents in confusion.

a dressing-down, remained silent, exchanging a wordless look with Valerio, the epitome

your mom that Leandro

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

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

up. “Alright, I’ll stay out of

huffed, her words clipped and devoid of any