Chapter 127

Hearing Magdalen’s words, Leandro leaned back in his chair, silently watching this woman.

In some ways, Seraphina and Magdalen were very much alike, both sharp–tongued and smooth talkers.

A large part of Magdalen’s willfulness was due to her appearance–she was beautiful, so men naturally indulged her. The more

men tolerated her, the more willful she became. The harder a beauty is to conquer, the more alluring she becomes.

Over the years, Bruce had countless women around him, but he couldn’t stop thinking about Magdalen Leandro could probably understand why now.

“What’s up?” Magdalen saw Leandro not speaking and asked again, “Did I say something wrong?”

“You didn’t.” Leandro replied. “I was the one who made her leave the Reynolds family.”

Upon hearing that, Magdalen raised an eyebrow slightly, “You liked her, but let her go?”

Leandro said, “I didn’t expect that, despite having a mother, she’d still have to live alone after leaving”

Hearing this, Magdalen laughed and looked at him, “Are you blaming me? On what grounds? I don’t need you to interfere with how I interact with her. And you’re the one who sent her away, yet you’re blaming me for not taking her in. Don’t you find that a bit. ridiculous?”

Leandro slowly lifted his eyes and said, “You’re right. I have no right to blame you, so I didn’t mean it that way. I just thought you should know that your daughter is hurt.”

“Okay, you’ve told me now.” Magdalen smiled at him, “Are you satisfied?”

In recent years, few people had treated Leandro like this. Fortunately, he had experienced such treatment in his early years, so he could still calmly look at Magdalen, “In that case, I won’t bother you anymore.”

he stood up, put on

outside the hotel. Seeing Leandro come

had specifically come to see Magdalen, and they should have a lot to talk about.

in the back

fact, he had originally planned to have a good talk with Magdalen, but after a few simple words, he realized

Why couldn’t Seraphina win her mother’s love? What was her life like in Starhaven? What were her days like drifting alone

Magdalen sitting there, he felt there was no longer a need to

think of

of now seemed to be separated by a deep canyon

understand why the girl he knew from the past had become the strong and ruthless

the bridge between past and present seemed to be gradually built-

occasionally wanted to ask, where had the old Seraphina gone? And now he understood, the old Seraphina was long

killed her with his own hands.

regret his decision, some facts were hard

another person appeared in front

a bit impatient: “Can I eat in

she looked up, she saw

for a moment, then waved for the waiter and had her pour Malcom

wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp. Malcom didn’t move. He looked at her for a long time before saying, “We haven’t seen each other for many years. I didn’t expect you and Seraphina

like this… Do you two have some

wanted to discuss

quickly skipped the topic, “Then I’ll ask something else. Why do

name, Magdalen’s eyes

I would hardly believe that you even hate Carney’s paintings… You were

silent for a while, grabbed the wine glass in front of him, drank it all in one gulp, and then said, “Because he left me alone, so I hate him.

hearing this, Malcom gazed at her

the hospital, Seraphina was no

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