Chapter 223

At the dinner party, even though Seraphina didn’t show much of a reaction, Keeley naturally spent the whole night by her side, and they were having a

blast

In the middle of the party, Seraphina took a call and decided to leave early.

Seeing her trying to leave, people came to say goodbye immediately surrounded her

Keeley was blocked outside the crowd, watching Seraphina’s polite smile with interest, his arms folded

Behind him, Mack quietly patted his shoulder

“You two looked pretty cozy tonight, Mack said. “What were you guys chatting about?”

Keeley gave him a side eye. We hit it off, so of course we had stuff to talk about”

Mack also looked at Seraphina in the crowd and said, “She’s quite a looker, but she’s already someone else’s wife”

“And what’s that got to do with anything? Keeley scoffed.

Tm just giving you a heads up. Her husband is Leandro Mack pointed out with his index finger. “He could squash you like a bug”

Keeley laughed it off, his eyes filled with contempt and indifference “Let him try then.”

With that, he brushed off Mack’s hand and turned to leave.

Mack watched his back, dusted off his hand, and squeezed into the crowd to bid Seraphina goodbye.

Once in the car, Seraphina took out her phone and got in touch with Terrell.

As soon as the call connected, Terrell asked, “What’s up?”

“Are you interested in

a fee? Terrell

different, I can

Terrell

“Including his personal information and

hanging up, Seraphina sent Keeley’s name and photo

give much thought to the

clearly an attack on Leandro, and it was no secret that Leandro had made a lot of enemies over the years, she didn’t care who was

she ran into Keeley, the guy who carried out the kidnapping, at the

that the kidnapping didn’t leave any traceable clues, and the “accidents” that Patrick asked her

evidence either.

evidence was all cleaned up nice and neat

could pull that

family. This guy instantly caught her attention.

heard the driver say, “Ma am, a

back to reality

black motorcycle had been trailing behind them. The rider was dressed in black

vibe

hunch, and asked the driver,

tell it’s a Ducati, but I don’t know

an eyebrow.

hundred grand? Its owner must be

normally. Stop at the entrance when

until they reached the Reynolds Manor, where

the motorcycle followed and

the car, and the rider took off his helmet, placed it in front of him, and smiled at her.

Keeley, Indeed.

and took a closer look at his motorcycle. “You disappeared

so I came to say goodbye now… I also gave you a lift home, right?”

quiet Reynolds Manor, and asked, “Are

I’m interested

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