Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 187

Seraphina couldn’t help but chuckle at Keen’s nervous antics.

“Do you really need to be this wired?”

Keen was busy driving, and since Leandro wasn’t resting, he had no choice but to stay on his toes. He could hear Seraphina talking, but he didn’t bother to glance at her.

Traffic was a nightmare, and they didn’t manage to reach the Reynolds Group until after nine. Leandro and Yasmina were already in the conference room.

Keen opened Leandro’s office door for Seraphina and said, “You go in and wait for Mr. Reynolds. He’s been down with a fever for three days straight, and he’s refusing to take a break. If this keeps up, he’s going to run himself ragged”

“Your boss doesn’t strike me as someone who crumbles easily,” Seraphina replied nonchalantly

Keen was about to turn away but stopped at her words. He held the door that was slowly closing, looking at Seraphina. “You know, I’ve been with Mr. Reynolds for a long time, and I’ve never seen him sick. He usually seems invincible, but after returning from Velvetwood, he fell ill. He used to insist on never showing weakness, but now he seems to have let his guard down. This might just be the beginning”

Seraphina blinked, quietly taking in his words.

“You should know Mr. Reynolds better than I do,” said Keen, “and you know, he’s really hurting.”

Seraphina simply gave a small smile in response.

Keen left, and Seraphina walked over to Leandro’s desk

There were a few documents sprawled out for him to review: a half–eaten sandwich, an empty cup of black coffee, a glass of untouched water, and some untouched medicine.

Keen had said that he was hurting.

think she could do

to do the night he returned: get a good night’s sleep, and he’d feel better when he

better. What

sat in Leandro’s chair, her hand accidentally touched the touchpad, and the

was on the screen,

stunned. It had been a while since she had seen a picture of

there she was, smiling at her as if

she was gone.

up and headed for the

was pushed open from the outside, and Leandro walked

1. straight into

looked like the composed Mr. Reynolds, albeit with a hint of exhaustion. He seemed particularly weary as he stepped into

he seemed to

you here?” he asked

by Seraphina

to walk around him, but

her hand tightly, his palm

him. “I have things to do, I don’t have time

her empty eyes and said slowly. “If you don’t have time to chat, then let’s talk about Betty.”

his words. The next moment, she started to struggle, trying to

didn’t let her

her from the moment she was born until

on the responsibilities of a father? Do you have any right to know everything

looked at her quietly, without a