Chapter 314

Seraphina got back to the Reynolds’ mansion late at night..

When she got out of the car, she was surprised to see Leandro’s car already parked in the garage, which meant he was home.

Usually, if Leandro came home while she was still in the drawing room, he’d definitely come find her. But today, not only did he not come to find her, he didn’t even send her a message, he just quietly came home himself?

This was a bit strange.

Given his strict control over her whereabouts, Seraphina had reason to believe that he definitely knew where she’d gone and who she’d seen today. So, was this situation something he was deliberately showing her?

With that in mind, Seraphina couldn’t help but laugh a little as she walked into the house.

Conway and Valerio were probably in bed by now, but the light was still on in Leandro’s study.

Seraphina walked over and pushed open the door to the study, “Hey?”

Inside the study, Leandro sat quietly, looking at his computer, only looking towards the door when he heard her voice.

Everything seemed normal, except for the cigarette in his hand.

An unlit cigarette.

Seeing this, Seraphina’s face changed slightly, “I thought you quit smoking?”

Leandro leaned back in his chair, casually tossed the cigarette aside, and simply asked, “Where were you?”

Seraphina hummed softly, “You wouldn’t know where I’ve been?”

a

but seeing his state, she bit her

her bed, placing the painting of Jasmine in

room was

looked up at him, hummed softly again, and turned

had already seen

painting?”

a moment, then smiled, “Yes, Mr. Gray saw it abroad and brought it back especially for

Leandro, noting

you like the painting?” she asked, holding it up

it, slowly responding, “Do

course I do,” Seraphina said, “It’s my father’s painting… come to think of it, my father painted many paintings, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen him paint this theme. This painting must’ve been from his younger days, too bad he didn’t write down the

up the painting and placing it by

should ask Mr. Gray where he bought the painting, and where that person got it. Then I would know when my father painted this.”

this painting really that important?”

“This painting is unique,

could finish boasting,

forward, pushing her down on the bed, sealing her mouth shut, not giving her a chance to continue speaking.

and forcefully by him, she wanted to laugh but couldn’t, wanted to call him petty but couldn’t. All she could do was wrap her arms around his neck and try her

wild night. Seraphina thought the kiss now was just a joke, but after this whole ordeal, two hours

appreciate the painting. But his distraction and teasing drained her of all her energy.

at her content sleeping face, but he couldn’t sleep for

five in the morning, Seraphina woke up

had only just fallen asleep, immediately opened his eyes, looking at the girl

staring blankly and

voice, reaching over her forehead to feel her forehead temperature. Suddenly, Seraphina sat

her into his arms and forced her to

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