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”

back to see him

she asked,

a

sitting down and looking at him, “So,

time, but

ponder. After a while, she realized she knew very little about fine wines. The only one she could name

sent a message,

Conti, Petrus, Margaux Oh, it says here that the 1869 Lafite tastes better. Can you even find a hundred–year–old wine? I’m really curious what it tastes like

read out the names, Leandro just watched her quietly, occasionally sending a message

an hour later, the doorbell of the apartment started to ring

wine deliveries came in several batches, some from vineyard

he began to grumble, “What’s the matter with you? Can’t sleep without a few sips of wine? Romanee Conti, that’s easy, I just happen to have some. But 1869 Lafite? What the hell were you thinking? Where am I supposed to find that?”

he finished his rant, he spotted Seraphina sitting at the bar and froze.

were rows of red wine.

understood immediately. He glanced at Leandro, “Ah, so that’s

over and shook hands with Seraphina, “I’m Edgar, we met at the Urban Oasis last time, remember?!

she replied with

again. This time, it was Herman who walked in with

pulling out

wines are so beautiful, like

shot him a glance,

of the night, then

“What are you drinking for, this late?

practically dragged Edgar out of the apartment. Standing in front of the elevator, Edgar couldn’t help but sigh,

Herman asked.

glanced at him, “Big trouble!

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