Tangled in His Obsession Series

Chapter 333

Even though Seraphina said so, Keen still looked hesitant. After a good while, he cautiously suggested, “Maybe I should ask Mr. Reynolds’ opinion first?”

At this, Seraphina got annoyed and gave him a little shove. “If I wanted his opinion, I could ask him myself. Why would I ask you?”

Keen sighed softly and said, “Mrs. Reynolds, Mr. Reynolds only wants you to rest and stop worrying about the people and things in Sunburst City. That’s why he asked you to stay in Summitville. It’s his goodwill, so why are you treating it like this?”

Hearing this, Seraphina pulled back her hand and fell silent, thinking for a while. Then she said, “You’re right.”

Over the years, she had been to many places, but never had she felt as at peace as she did now in Summitville.

It was Leandro’s kindness and a rare moment of tranquility for her.

She really shouldn’t have treated it like this.

And looking at Bowen’s current strength and behavior, he wasn’t nearly powerful enough to influence the Reynolds Group. She didn’t have to be in such a hurry. It was okay to wait until his intentions were clearer before asking about it.

But even though Seraphina thought so, once curiosity was stirred, it wasn’t easy to calm down. So she got angrier at Keen and eventually drove him away.

Being driven away, Keen actually felt relieved. After letting out a sigh of relief, he left quickly, afraid that Seraphina might change her mind and call him back.

In fact, not long after he left, Seraphina did regret it. But there was nothing she could do but try to relax.

Valerio was still happily attending several summer training courses, and his relationship with the teachers was gradually building up. Seraphina didn’t want him to give up halfway, so she took him to class every day.

But she was still a little worried about the things in Sunburst City, not as carefree as before.

where the content was about figures. So, Seraphina unusually went

led to Seraphina having a dream

a painting club, and Sandra signed up for a handicraft class on her own. But she often didn’t want to learn those complicated decoration courses and would sneak away to the painting class to chat with

saw the two of them sitting in the painting room chatting from morning till night, about all sorts of trivial

like she had something to tell Sandra, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t remember what it was. Even if she did remember, she would suddenly be stopped and

anxious that she didn’t want to stay

suddenly opened her eyes and woke

was quiet,

Valerio’s breathing sound echoing in

the clear dream gradually fading away. At the same time, the anxiety

in the morning, still a long way

wide open for a while, but couldn’t fall asleep again. She

on the bed, not

over to get herself a

When Seraphina

in the album showed progress, especially the one he did of Seraphina

smile. Unintentionally, she turned to the next

neat short hair, but his face was blurred. If it weren’t for Valerio having drawn

like this, Seraphina couldn’t help but

spending much time with his child. Even if

the album, but her gaze suddenly fell on the paintbrush next

and started adding details to the

her favorite person, so she quickly sketched

didn’t think much of it, just wanted to help Valerio improve his painting, and soon painted the blurred, amorphous man into a vivid Leandro. It wasn’t until she had finished redrawing his hair and shoes that Seraphina put down the brush and looked at her work

a paintbrush was still familiar, she felt her painting wasn’t good enough,