Tangled in His Obsession Series

Chapter 163

Chapter 163

When Leandro came downstairs, Seraphina was in the process of cracking open a new bottle of wine. She took a sip, and then put the glass down and heaved a deep sigh

Before she could finish sighing, she saw Leandre descending from the stairs.

The dim light barely touched his features, leaving only the silhouette of a tall, silent figure.

For an instant, Seraphina questioned if this was all a figment of her imagination

In past hazy dreams, he always seemed to duft away, much like this.

But this time, he was approaching, step by step.

It was only when he reached the bar that reality hit Seraphina. This wasn’t a dream.

She let out a soft chuckle

Leandro glanced at her, his gaze landing on the opened bottles of wine in front of her. Three or four bottles, each only slightly consumed, then left aside.

Seeing this, Seraphina explained, “These wines are too strong. They don’t seem to sit well with me.”

As she finished talking, she stood up from her chair, “Ah, forget it, I think I’ll go to a bar instead.”

Despite having just woken up, she hadn’t removed her makeup or changed her clothes, so heading out was no biggie

Seraphina grabbed her phone, ready to head out.

“What do you fancy drinking? I can find it for you”

behind. Seraphina turned back to see him sitting

asked, slightly incredulous.

gave a

returned to the bar, sitting down and looking at him, “So, any wine

but his silence was an

she knew very little about fine wines.

out his phone, swiftly sent a

phone. Googling and reading out a string of wine names she had just found, “Romanee Conti, Petrus, Margaux Oh, it says here that the 1869 Lafite tastes better. Can you

she read out the names, Leandro just watched her

hour later, the doorbell of the apartment started to

several batches, some from vineyard owners, and even Leandro’s old friend, Edgar Lamont

sleep without a few sips of wine? Romanee Conti, that’s easy,

he finished his rant, he spotted Seraphina sitting at

were rows of red wine. Seeing him, she

at Leandro, “Ah, so that’s why it was

hands with Seraphina, “I’m Edgar, we

do,” she replied with

time, it was Herman who walked in

of her, pulling out her phone to take photos, and

are so

glance, slapping

me. Calling me up in the middle of the night, then showing me all these fine wines, and now you’re kicking me out? Can’t I stay and have a few glasses with

him, “What are you drinking for, this late?

dragged Edgar out of the apartment. Standing in front of the elevator, Edgar couldn’t help but sigh, “It’s over,

Herman asked.

him, “Big

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