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.

Martin family's reputation and held certain grievances against Simon, which she didn't hesitate to express through her

sometimes we make them out of necessity. There are moments when one has no choice, so in

I thought you were the type to

had our share of trials and sacrifices to get where we are

are beyond my comprehension," Seraphina retorted. "I was nearly on the wrong end of a gun

grew up by Lionel's side and he considers her paramount, naturally he worries. They have their way of interaction;

I'm inherently curious and love going against the grain," Seraphina declared. "I'm not the type of daughter 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 the couch,

turned back to them, inquiring, "Won't you

off in our own homes, comfortable in

a curt nod and then escorted Seraphina out of

a hint of concern. "Dad, Sera's had a tough life, which is why she's like this.

figure appeared at the door, his gaze heavy

saying, "It's alright. Go

glance at Lionel before

down on the

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

motives for coming. "Regardless, she is my flesh and

may be your daughter, but does she see you as her father?" Lionel abruptly stood, his voice rising. "I've seen

gaze swept over Lionel's face, but

skilled-did you forget how she sent Balch Lawson to prison? How Naylor and Keeley fell into her traps? Do you think she'll spare you any mercy? You killed Carney,

asked. "That I should pre-emptively

know you can't do it," Lionel said. "But I