Chapter 408

Bowen gave a low chuckle, deeply inhaling from his cigar, before slowly exhaling the smoke and turning to look at Leandro. “Seraphina must be swamped today, isn’t she? I suppose that would make Mt. Reynolds even busier, hmm?”

Someone nearby offered Leandro a cigar, which he promptly refused with a raise of his hand. o busy. After all, not everything requires a hands-on approach”

then did he turn to look at Bowen. “I wouldn’t say I’m particularly

At this, Bowen slowly nodded, maintaining his lighthearted demeanor. He appeared relaxed, and yet there was a certain caution in his eyes that never quite

matched his smile.

Leandro, on the other hand, seemed to barely acknowledge Bowen, his attention mostly centered on Seraphina, occasionally glancing over to watch her sip her wine or nibble at her food.

As the host of the dinner, Hanley couldn’t let this tension persist, so he quickly lifted his wine glass and walked over to Bowen, getting him a glass of wine. “Bowen, why don’t you and Leandro have a drink together? You’re both men of action, there’s ho need to cling to those old grudges.”

Upon hearing this, Bowen indeed lifted his glass in Leandro’s direction. “Mr. Reynolds, let’s leave the past in the past. The future is uncertain, so let’s just take care of each other, shall we?”

Seraphina gave Bowen a look, noting his lazy posture. His words seemed harmless at first, but she knew better. This wasn’t him backing down; it was a challenge.

“Leandro, time to pick up your glass, have a drink.” Hanley quickly moved to Leandro’s side, determined to play the peacemaker.

Leandro, ever respectful of his elders, accepted the glass from Hanley. “I have no hard feelings on my side,” Leandro slowly said, glancing at Seraphina. “After all, I’ve gotten everything I wanted. But I wonder if you truly believe you can move past our history, Mr. Smith?”

Bowen laughed lightly, responding, “Let’s leave the past in the past, and focus on the future.”

Leandro raised an eyebrow, saying, “Fair enough.”

laughter. “All this talk about the past and the future, it’s all so ethereal. I don’t know what you two are planning, but thankfully, I’m just a simple woman, and it’s not my place to interfere.”

simple woman?” The woman sitting next to Hanley chimed in. “How many women in the world are as fortunate as Mrs. Reynolds? Mr. Reynolds is

isn’t determined by the man at her side, but rather whether she has her own

for a tissue, accidentally pulling out a brightly colored ticket that fluttered down to Bowen’s

feet.

printed there. “A cruise ticket? So you

never been good at lying. Just a few minutes and I’m already exposed. But for some people, they can keep a lie for over a decade and nobody would

a lie for that long have deceived

a woman about loving her, and keeps up that lie for over a decade, does he truly love her, or does he just think he loves

looked at Seraphina, replying, “It’s a hypothetical question, I can’t answer

Seraphina huffed, turning to Bowen. “What about

dark, responded with a wry smile. “Considering the nature of the question, Sera, I

why I say we women should never rely on men. When

Bowen, then downed the

a sip of his own wine, his eyes darkening

of Seraphina, casually asking, “So, you really think that

If you ever cross me, I’ll be gone in a heartbeat, vanishing to

statement hung in the air, Bowen, seated nearby, had already pushed back his chair and risen to his feet. His eyes dashed over Leandro and Seraphina, his deep voice echoing, “Apologies, but

around and promptly exited

Seraphina then shifted her attention back to Leandro, a playful smile painted on her lips. Leandro reached out, gently cleaning an almost imperceptible wine stain from the corner of her mouth. This small,

room, he made several

check?” he snapped into the phone. “I don’t care how many thousands of people leave the

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