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”

came from behind. Seraphina turned back to see

she asked,

gave a

to the bar, sitting down and looking at

time, but his

fine wines. The only one she could name

out his phone, swiftly sent a

of wine names she had just found, “Romanee Conti, Petrus, Margaux Oh, it says here that the 1869 Lafite tastes better. Can you even

she read out the names, Leandro just watched her quietly,

later, the doorbell of the apartment started to ring in succession

wine deliveries came in several batches, some from vineyard owners, and even Leandro’s

you? Can’t sleep without a few sips of wine? Romanee Conti, that’s easy, I just happen to have some. But

rant, he spotted Seraphina sitting

rows of red wine. Seeing him, she smiled and shook her head.

“Ah, so that’s why it

he came over and shook hands with Seraphina, “I’m Edgar, we

do,” she replied

as their handshake ended, the doorbell rang again. This time, it was Herman who walked

the hour neatly in front of her, pulling out her phone to take

are

him a glance, slapping

me. Calling me up in the middle of the

him, “What are

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

trouble?” Herman

him,

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