Chapter 508

"Darleen was divorced and her daughter carried her surname, but what about her ex-husband?" Seraphina couldn't help but be curious.

Patrick shook his head, "As for him, I haven't really kept up."

Seraphina smiled slightly, "That makes sense. After all, we all have only so much energy to go around. But you've given me a lot of info today, which is a big help."

Patrick gave her a sideways glance, "Now, can you tell me what you need all this information for?"

Seraphina pursed her lips, meeting his gaze, "What if I don't want to tell you?"

"Well, I can't force you to do anything," Patrick said with a raised eyebrow, "but next time you come looking for info, I can't promise I'll be as open."

His words sounded harsh, but his tone was gentle, and Seraphina knew he was joking. She laughed, "Let's just say I want to know everything about the Martin family."

"Is that because..." Patrick paused, "you're Simon's daughter?"

Seraphina turned swiftly to him, a smile playing on her lips, "Word travels fast, huh? All the way to Moonhaven?"

Indeed, since the Martin family dinner, rumors about Seraphina's connection to the Martins had spread like wildfire. With many in the know, it didn't take long for the gossip to reach every nook and cranny, including the far-off Starhaven where Patrick kept a keen eye on the Martin family's dealings. After a moment, Seraphina added, "So, did you find out just recently, or did you already know when you gave me that painting of the jasmine flowers?"

The painting of jasmine flowers, a lost piece by Carney meant for Adelina, had been delivered to Seraphina by Patrick. It was that painting that had led her to question her own origins and investigate further, unraveling the series of events that followed.

"I'm not as omniscient as you think," Patrick admitted, "The jasmine painting was just a coincidence."

Seraphina shrugged, "It would have been easier if you'd done it on purpose."

"Why's that?"

"Then I could blame you for dragging my peaceful life into a whirlwind. But since it wasn't intentional, what can I say? It's probably all just fate." Patrick fell silent for a moment before asking, "So, are you planning to go back to the Martin family?"

us enemies?" Seraphina responded with a

a long look, "The Martin

smiled, "Then I trust there are

he had insiders helping him. Whether through money or loyalty, there were people within the Martin family working for

you return to the Martin family, can

stand against me, friends are for

which side you're on, Sera," Patrick

out," she replied with

bid Patrick farewell, Seraphina headed home to attend to documentation for an imminent art exhibition. In a

since Lionel had adopted Renee, her biological

was very much

working at an upscale private club called Hot Summer as a Customer Service Manager. His age and position in such a venue were somewhat unusual, as such roles were typically filled

himself. After Renee's mother had passed, Lionel had not only adopted Renee but also offered her father a job at his

reason he was able to

meet a

City's premier clubs, on par with the Enchanted Petals Club and with connections to the Mart Group, the clientele was a who's who of society. Seraphina, no stranger to the social scene,

the social news a couple times, and the sharp-eyed staff knew her well. Despite this being her first visit, she was received like an old friend and treated

well, and the conversation with her client

was signing the credit card slip, she casually, almost inadvertently, asked the young

man was clearly taken aback by the sudden inquiry about Chuck, pausing for a beat before responding, "Oh,

times," Seraphina replied with a nonchalant

young manager's eyes

said, "Well, Chuck's an old hand here, knows

said, "He has a lot of female patrons to attend

on his insinuation, the manager hesitated to divulge

half his time away from the clubhouse? How does the boss let that slide?" Seraphina

he's tight with the boss, and the boss cuts him

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