Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 505

The air outside was buzzing with the sounds of numerous guests enjoying the festivities, but within the walls of Simon's mansion, a tranquil silence prevailed, as if insulated from all the clamor.

In the living room, Simon was meticulously preparing a pot of artfully brewed coffee, engaging in casual banter with Leandro as he did so.

Owing to his fondness for Seraphina, Simon treated Leandro with a natural warmth. Leandro, however, accustomed to aloofness, remained cool regardless of his host's demeanor, offering little by way of conversation.

Seraphina wandered in without taking a seat, pacing around the room before halting by a window. From this vantage point, she could still see Lionel's estate. The windows that had glowed with light earlier were now swallowed by the night's darkness.

Andrea emerged from the kitchen with a tray of snacks. Noticing Seraphina standing motionless by the window, she called out, "Sera, come have a bite."

Seraphina acknowledged her with a short reply but remained rooted to the spot.

Simon, observing this, picked up a cup of the freshly brewed coffee and strolled over to Seraphina's side.

Leandro glanced over at the scene, remaining silent and still.

Simon handed the coffee to Seraphina, inviting her to taste it. Only then did Seraphina tear her gaze from the window, eyeing the cup in her hand with a moment's hesitation before taking a tentative sip.

"How do you find it?" Simon asked with a light chuckle. "Is the flavor to your liking?"

"I'm not much of a coffee connoisseur," Seraphina admitted. "It's just surprising to me that someone like Mr. Martin not only brews his own coffee but also indulges in the leisure of coffee artistry. Do such tranquil pursuits suit you, Mr. Martin?"

Her words carried an unmistakable edge.

grievances against Simon, which she didn't

Simon remained unflustered, his laughter subsiding as he said, "Life is about choices, and sometimes we make them out of necessity. There are moments

word caused Seraphina to furrow her brow slightly, a wry smile touching her lips. "Mr. Martin, I thought you

are today. I'm not getting any younger. All I hope for

comprehension," Seraphina retorted. "I was nearly on the wrong end of a gun barrel not too

he cast his gaze toward the darkened silhouette of Lionel's house and spoke slowly, "Renee grew up by Lionel's side

you wish for, Mr. Martin, and you're not someone I can accept. So, it's best we go our separate ways." With that, Seraphina turned and walked back to

to them, inquiring, "Won't you stay

you," Seraphina replied. "We're better off in our own homes, comfortable

and

them leave, Andrea looked at Simon with a hint of concern. "Dad, Sera's had a tough life, which

Lionel's figure appeared at the door, his gaze heavy as he observed the

reassuringly saying, "It's

nodded, casting one more glance

sat down

"You're all about protecting this daughter who never truly came back you, but it seems she

motives for

does she see you as her father?" Lionel abruptly stood, his voice rising. "I've seen the

gaze swept over Lionel's face, but

prison? How Naylor and Keeley fell into her traps? Do you think she'll spare you any mercy? You killed Carney, and her hatred for you is bone-deep. If you keep indulging her, she'll become a threat to

what's your suggestion?" Simon asked. "That I should pre-emptively

do it," Lionel said.