Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 491

Hearing Seraphina's question, Simon, who appeared calm and composed, let his deep, unfathomable gaze linger on her face for a long while. It took some time before Simon finally spoke slowly, "Why do you ask?"

"You just need to answer yes or no," Seraphina said. "Isn't everything else contained within your answer?"

Upon hearing this, Simon let out a slight exhale and said, "I was actually quite pleased when you came up to see me today."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Seraphina replied with a hint of irony. "I must admit, I have a knack for spoiling people's good moods."

Simon watched her quietly for a moment, then leaned forward a bit more, continuing to grind coffee beans. "Regardless, have a cup of coffee that I've brewed for you."

Seraphina sat silently, watching his movements, her gaze cool and clear. After grinding the beans, Simon stood up, walked over to the coffee maker, and began brewing the coffee.

Two minutes later, he placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of Seraphina. "Try it."

She lifted the cup, sniffed it tentatively, then took a small sip.

"How is it?" Simon asked.

Instead of answering, Seraphina started to drink deeply from the cup.

The coffee was still hot, but she seemed not to notice, and finished the entire cup in one go.

After finishing, Seraphina showed Simon the empty cup. "I'm done. Can we continue our earlier conversation now?"

Simon observed her action, then sighed softly, massaged his forehead, and finally said, "Knowing you'd ask me this question, I'd imagine you'd be cautious of me. And yet you drank the coffee I made without a second thought?"

"Compared to the threat a cup of coffee might pose, I'm more interested in the truth," Seraphina stated.

Simon responded to her answer with a slight nod and a faint smile.

He remembered the stories linked to her name when he first heard it.

"That's just like you," Simon remarked. "A fearless and stubborn young lady."

"So what about you?" Seraphina pressed. "Does it take this long to answer a question that only needs a yes or a no?"

dropped slightly, and he smiled again, "If I say yes, will you never forgive

replied promptly. "So what

while before saying, "Since you're being so honest

if a heavy drum was being struck

the depths of her being, spreading to every limb. Even though she had anticipated this answer, now facing this "forthright" man, a chill gradually crept

the woman you loved,

placed it between his lips, struck a match, and after lighting the cigarette, he extinguished the

his actions, Seraphina spoke again after a pause, "But

a ring of smoke and nodded,

suddenly looked up at him, her eyes beginning to redden, "So, do you feel

replying, "Everyone makes wrong decisions based on wrong information. Dwelling on past mistakes is pointless, in

feel no guilt for taking an innocent life?"

of regret, he wouldn't know, and he certainly wouldn't come back to life," Simon said. "I don't indulge in

Seraphina let out a laugh, which soon

covered her eyes with

fool, an idiot..." After her laughter subsided, Seraphina muttered, "He was no match

to leave. But she rose too quickly and collided heavily with the coffee table. The pain caused her to lose her balance and she fell

the collision with the table was severe, as

and quickly turned away, pushing herself off the ground to stand, albeit unsteadily. Simon clearly saw her pale face, devoid of any color. He wondered if the pallor was for the deceased Carney, or for him, her biological father. After a moment, Simon finally spoke, "Now that you have the

will! I definitely will!" Her emphasis on "definitely" sounded more like a whisper, a desperate attempt to convince herself. After speaking, Seraphina limped

didn't stop her or say anything more, only remarking,

and quickly reached the door, opening the

Lionel, who had been speaking with the secretary outside, suddenly looked up

hadn't seen

then appeared at the doorway and signaled to Isaac with a

hint and

only then that Lionel approached Simon. "Big bro, what's

heading back to his office. Lionel

for some kind of family reunion with you. Doesn't

office chair and took another drag of his

him under watch," Lionel replied. "Why? Did he spill

doesn't matter anymore." Simon flicked the ash from his cigarette, continuing, "Whatever

been years without a shred of evidence. Even if Garrison revealed our names, his word alone