Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 482

Andrea descended the hospital stairs and stepped out, her mind already on hailing a cab at the nearby stand. Just as she began her stride, a car door swung open by the curb.

Herman, who had left before her, was seated inside, a cigarette pinched between his fingers, his brows furrowed as he regarded her. "Get in," he commanded.

Pausing, Andrea responded, "I need to grab some food for Sera."

"She's got plenty of people to fetch her food; she doesn't need you running errands," Herman retorted.

Silenced by his remark, Andrea hesitated.

After another glance, Herman pressed, "Get in. I've got questions for you."

With a faint exhale, Andrea relented, pulling the car door open and settling into the passenger seat.

Herman's cigarette continued to smolder, prompting a slight cough from Andrea. He paused, then finally stubbed out the cigarette and took a long swig from a water bottle before broaching the subject. "So, you and Seraphina being blood sisters - if you two knew all along, why keep it from Simon... your dad?"

"Sera didn't want the spotlight on her true identity," Andrea stated. "We all understand that this kind of revelation won't do any good."

At her words, Herman's gaze flickered before he continued, "That means you're also aware of your dad's way of doing things, and the history of the Martin family's dealings?"

Confronted with his roundabout inquiry, Andrea's lips curled into a faint smile as she replied, "What do you think?"

Herman didn't know what to say.

learning Simon could be behind Seraphina's troubles. Instead, she had chosen to confront Simon with the truth to protect

the case," Herman explained. "But knowing your dad and understanding Sera's character, you must

Andrea

neutral?" Herman probed. "That's not an easy position to

lifted her gaze, meeting his. "Then tell me, which is the easier stance to take? Siding

words came; instead, he concluded, "You ought to know

ground' you speak of, Mr. Herman, has been my refuge for my whole life. To me,

brows knitted,

so, getting anything substantial from someone who's practically

your testimony," Herman countered.

identity, so a minor slip-up from me won't bother him. So go ahead and do what you must; I'll continue

pushed the door open and stepped out of

observing Andrea's retreating figure as she walked towards the taxi stand. She was too calm, almost unnaturally serene, like

in his world, things were clearly divided into right or wrong, and he despised those who chose

team, and with two officers in tow, headed to the

were met by Lionel, one of the key figures at Martin Group and head of their legal department, thanks to his background in law. "Of course, I'm willing to cooperate with the police," Lionel declared, his tone smooth as silk. "Arson is a serious crime. If the police come knocking at Martin Group's door based on a mere statement, demanding my cooperation,

a sly fox as Lionel, Herman knew his direct approach was bound to

word; it proves nothing. Someone like

unchallenged.

at the towering skyscraper bearing the Martin Group name.

Herman departed than Lionel

his desk, a cigarette dangling from his fingers, lost in thought with an unusually