Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 184

In the wee hours of the second day, before the break of dawn, a car sped into Reynolds Manor.

Suddenly, there was a racket upstairs and downstairs.

“Leandro Leandro Get your ass out here!”

Billy Reynolds was banging on Leandro’s bedroom door, but there was no response.

In Conway’s room, Seraphina, who had been up all night, perked up at the noise and realized that Conway had also been startled awake.

“Grandpa, stay put. Let me check what’s going on. Seraphina soothed Conway, then got up.

She had barely reached the door when it was pushed open from outside, and Billy strode in

Billy didn’t look too pleased to see Seraphina behind the door. He walked over to Conway’s bed and said, “Dad, you need to do something about Leandro! Ferne is your granddaughter too, what’s wrong with her being a little stubborn? She doesn’t belong to such places, does she?”

Conway, just waking up and feeling a slight headache, didn’t speak until Seraphina had adjusted his pillow. Then she turned to Billy and said. “Calm down, spill it out slowly.”

Billy glanced at her before continuing, “Dad, Ferne is your blood granddaughter. You can’t neglect her for an outsider, can you?”

“What are you talking about?” Conway asked, frowning.

“Leandro wants to ship Ferne off to the Bahamas Billy was frantic and furious. “Does he call the shots in the Reynolds family? Does he do as he pleases?”

Leandro’s voice came from the doorway before he even finished his sentence. “Who do you think should call the shots, then?”

Leandro, fresh out of the shower with wet hair and a black bathrobe, looked more imposing than ever.

‘Ferne is your cousin!” Billy was enraged. “Even if she made a mistake, she did it for your sake! How can you be so autocratic?”

Leandro sneered at Billy’s accusation “Right, I am autocratic. If you think it’s not right for Ferne to go to the Bahamas alone, you can go with her.”

Billy was left speechless by Leandro’s retort. He turned to Conway, saying, “Dad, look at him! Look at the nonsense he’s spouting!”

Conway, with his eyes closed and his brow furrowed, slowly opened his eyes after hearing this. He glanced at Billy, then at Seraphina.

Seraphina, sitting on the couch and twiddling her thumbs, acted as if the Reynolds family’s problems were not her business.

Seeing this, Conway slowly said, “Leandro, Ferne did wrong, but she meant no harm. Sending her to the Bahamas is too harsh.”

“No.” Leandro cut him off before he could finish.

your Grandpa?” Billy turned to Leandro. “Do

cold, low voice. “Instead of bothering Grandpa here, you might as well rush to the airport. Maybe you can still see

face changed at his words, but before he could say anything, he forcefully pushed past Leandro and bolted out

Conway’s bed, adjusting his pillow and

listen to whatever he said. But today, for

but didn’t say anything

before saying, “I’m going to Moonhaven today. If you don’t want to be

anyone in.”

suddenly going

need to sign some documents for a project, Leandro replied. “I’ll be back in

Conway nodded

engrossed in twiddling her

heading to the airport now.” Leandro said.

look, Leandro left

voice could be heard in the room, followed by the sound of luggage being dragged.

Leandro was gone.

been lying quietly, turned to Seraphina

smiling at

to her. Seraphina walked up and held his hand “Grandpa,

to force yourself on me. If you really can’t forgive

hand tightly and listened quietly.

with a smile, “You’re the best Grandpa in

later, Starhaven,

plane, he went directly to the signing, and an hour later,

had been at a standstill for a while now, and Keen, sitting in the passenger seat, started to get antsy. He was worried that Leandro would get impatient, so he couldn’t help but

wasn’t looking at documents or checking the traffic situation. He was just quietly staring out

thought.

not many people around; a flock of pigeons were pecking at the ground, and a little girl about three

a while, then suddenly something clicked

thinking about

cold and logical to the point of being robotic, but

about this, he heard Leandro’s voice from the back seat:

he

of Velvetwood, near the suburbs, there

pulled into the parking lot, Keen got out and carefully glanced at Leandro. “Mr. Reynolds,

Leandro replied.

more, he just

holding a bouquet of daisies, walked into

a big cemetery, and he walked past one tombstone after another, seeing name after name, until he stopped at a tombstone in the northwest