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?"

smiled again, "If I say yes, will you

Seraphina replied promptly. "So what is

saying, "Since you're being so honest with me,

moment, it felt to Seraphina as if a

suffocating pain silently emanated from 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

with the woman you loved, so you killed him," Seraphina stated

a cigarette from the pack in front of him, placed it between his lips, struck a

after a pause, "But you were mistaken

a ring of smoke and

beginning to redden,

decisions based on wrong information. Dwelling

no guilt for taking an innocent life?" Seraphina

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

to him, Seraphina let out

she covered her eyes with the back of her

was no match

the coffee table. The pain caused her to lose her balance and

collision with the table was severe, as Seraphina struggled to

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

emphasis on "definitely" sounded more like a whisper, a desperate attempt to convince herself. After speaking, Seraphina limped towards the door,

or say anything more, only remarking, "I'll have someone escort you

quickly reached the door,

the secretary outside, suddenly looked up and saw Seraphina. His normally cold and sullen face darkened even further at the

if she hadn't seen him, heading

and signaled

immediately got the hint and followed the limping

Lionel approached Simon. "Big bro, what's

heading back to his office. Lionel followed

up here for some kind of family reunion with you. Doesn't seem like

took another drag of his cigarette before

spill everything to them? Is that why

matter anymore." Simon flicked the ash from his

scoffed, "So what if she knows? It's been years without a shred of evidence. Even if Garrison revealed our names, his word alone won't even meet the