Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 125

With a bang, Seraphina was hit so hard that her neck was twisted The guy next to Magdalen looked even more shocked than Seraphina herself. He gawked at Magdalen.

The crowd had drawn the attention of the people at the exhibition. They all turned to look at their direction.

But Seraphina remained calm and composed She touched her face and then lifted her gaze to meet Magdalens.

Magdalen glared at Seraphina. “You’re making me uncomfortable on purpose, aren’t you?”

“Why would I want to make you uncomfortable? Seraphina glanced at her and then at the painting in front of them, “Today is dad’s birthday and Mr. Malcom just happened to have his exhibition today To commemorate my dad. Mr. Malcom wanted to display one of dad’s paintings, so I picked this one What’s wrong with that?”

Upon hearing that, Magdalen suddenly raised her hand again, ready to smack Seraphina once more.

Her male companion quickly grabbed her, “Magdalen, what are you doing? You can’t go around smacking people in public!”

“She deserves it Magdalen was seething. “She deserves it

Seeing her like this, Seraphina gave a small laugh

“This painting of those roses was painted by dad for you You used to love this painting, why do you hate it now?”

“Shut up!” Magdalen became even more agitated Ignoring the man next to her, she almost lunged at Seraphina.

This finally alarmed Malcom and the security guards in the gallery. In no time, a crowd had gathered around them.

Malcom rushed over to stop Magdalen, ‘Magdalen, what are you doing?”

hang this painting here?” Magdalen shouted at him, “She wants to upset me, do you want to upset me

her shoulders

“Get her

painting Despite the glass covering the

her body to shield the

of Magdalen’s handbag hit Seraphina’s forehead Blood

bloody mess, the security guards quickly

were present immediately rushed over

to ask you to leave Malcom said sternly, before nodding at the security guards.

was still fuming Even as she was dragged away by the security guards, her glare remained on Seraphina. She was so angry, it was as if they were mortal enemies

in front of the painting, watching as her mother was escorted

examine Seraphina’s wound, “I’ll

a small wound. I’m fine. I’m sorry for

she spoke, she began to

the entrance. She quickly disappeared into the

accident at an intersection with little traffic. She had crashed into a

The police

after, Keen showed up

Keen negotiating with

brief statement,

was waiting for her at the door. Seeing the wound on her forehead, he was taken aback, “Ms Bennett, you’re hurt. Let me

got into his car, “I made a reservation at a

stunned. ‘You’re going to have dinner?”

at a hard–to–book restaurant

himself, this woman is really something else. But

off at the restaurant. When he got back to the office, a three hour meeting had just taken a

was still in the conference room, reading some documents Hearing Keen’s footstep, he didn’t look up but