Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 465

After leaving the airport, Leandro made his way back to the Reynolds Vista Retreat.

The place had always been quiet, but now with Gloria gone, it was as if the last whisper of life had followed her out the door.

The house staff, normally scattered about, had gathered in small clusters, chattering away. But at the sight of Leandro’s return, they scattered like leaves in the wind.

Ascending the staircase, Leandro entered Gloria’s room and noticed two prominently placed boxes. After a moment of silence, he approached, picked up the boxes, and left the room.

When he arrived back at the Reynolds Manor, Seraphina was helping Valerio with his arts and crafts homework-a simple arrangement of handcrafted flowers that Seraphina had transformed into a dance of colors and shapes.

Leandro approached, and Seraphina, catching sight of him, didn’t miss a beat. “You’re back?” she asked simply.

“Yeah, Leandro replied, placing the two boxes on the table.

Both Seraphina and Valerio’s eyes were drawn to the boxes.

“Dad, what’s that?” Valerio asked, “A gift?”

Leandro nodded slowly, “Yes, a gift.”

“Who’s it for?” Valerio inquired with growing interest, “Can I open it?”

After receiving a nod from Leandro, Valerio eagerly grabbed one box while Seraphina picked up the other, and they opened them simultaneously.

“It’s a ring!” Valerio exclaimed, holding up a radiant emerald ring.

Seraphina looked up too, revealing a jade pendant shaped like a peanut in her hand, its texture pure and flawless.

“Clearly, we got them mixed up,” Seraphina remarked to Valerio, swapping her peanut pendant for the emerald ring in Valerio’s hand.

“Oh, a peanut,” Valerio said, “Is this for me?”

Leandro affirmed with a soft tone, “Your grandmother wanted you to have it, wishing you a lifetime of safety.”

At the mention of his grandmother, Valerio paused, then looked towards Seraphina.

Seraphina casually slipped the ring onto her finger and propped her chin, teasing, “Don’t you want it? Then give it to me! It’s been ages since I’ve gotten a present!”

sprang up, “Mom, you’re too greedy! You already have a ring! This

what’s yours also mine?” Seraphina slapped the table with a sudden motion, but quickly winced from hitting her ring-clad finger and held it up,

pear-shaped emerald that shone brilliantly against the

beautiful,” Leandro

You sure you didn’t

“But let’s just go with it. It’s kind of

ring on her finger while adding, “Don’t talk nonsense, I’m not that

until I’m sure,” Leandro said.

as a flash, Seraphina withdrew her hand with the ring and patted his chest with the other, “What’s yours is mine, remember? I’ll keep it safe for you,

kitchen, eager to show off her new treasure to the housemaid, “Look what

as

recovery party for Leandro, inviting his childhood friends

them all, had suddenly found some free time and organized a dinner that no one wanted to

buzzed with life as the guests arrived and immediately encircled Valerio. They teased him and persuaded him to challenge his

biological child sparked yet another

of questions, “What’s going on? It hasn’t been that long since I last saw you, and now-how much

not like we intentionally kept it from you. Whether you know it or not… it’s irrelevant. It’s a family matter, why should you worry?”

from, so it was hard to know how to treat him. Now it’s different.

to Leandro and

with such matters, but Seraphina glared at Edgar, “Who agreed to that? Son, don’t you dare call him that!”

out loud, “Ignore him; he’s

intrigued, slid over, “What have you done that made you

said, “What could I possibly feel guilty about? Right,

Seraphina, turned his face away, declining to respond.

Victor and said, “If he

deal,” Victor replied, “Their family just signed

Seraphina turned sharply to Edgar. “You traitor! How dare you show your face at my dinner table? And you have the nerve to ask to be my son’s godfather after this?”

the deal was struck, I honestly thought the Reynolds and the Martin Groups had buried the hatchet; and third,

hand, seemed unfazed, merely glancing at Edgar before turning back to chat with Hal

however, was relentless. She was determined to see Edgar, whom she considered a “public enemy,”

jostling at the door, a car pulled up. The engine cut out, and Herman stepped out of

his brow as he caught sight

“I’m sorry, okay? It’s all my fault! I swear, I’ll never do anything to cross the Reynolds Group or Leandro. Can we let

“Swear again.”