Chapter 445

“Ma’am!” Keen’s voice cracked with urgency as he saw Seraphina heading for the door.

“Let her go,” Bruce interjected suddenly, his voice low and steady. “Staying here is only gonna twist the knife in her heart even more.” Keen hesitated at Bruce’s words, his gaze lingering on Seraphina’s retreating figure until she was out of sight.

As Seraphina stepped out of the hospital, her driver, who had been caught in traffic, had just pulled up. She yanked open the car door, slid into the backseat, and gave the driver one simple direction, “Take me to Reynolds Vista Retreat.”

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The driver caught one glimpse of Seraphina’s stony expression and didn’t dare to ask questions. With a quick nod, he started the engine and they were off.

The road to the retreat was unusually clear, a fact that only added to the driver’s anxiety. Seraphina’s pallor was alarming – he could only imagine what awaited her at the Reynolds Vista Retreat.

About thirty minutes later, they arrived at the grand entrance of the retreat. Seraphina got out of the car without a word and headed straight inside. She was greeted by a scene of chaos – the staff was picking up the aftermath of a storm.

Broken vases, a shattered glass coffee table, and puddles of water mixed with jarring splashes of red covered the floor. It wasn’t just the floor that was stained; the sofa, the tables, and other surfaces bore silent witness to the bloodshed.

This blood belonged to just one person.

Seraphina couldn’t bear to imagine the horrible things that had led to this moment, but seeing the wreckage before her, she commanded in a steely voice, “Stop cleaning. Now.”

Everyone turned to look at her, their faces still etched with panic. They were at a loss for words.

“Leave the living room as it is,” Seraphina instructed firmly. “Whatever’s been moved, put it back. No more tampering with evidence, or you can explain yourselves to the cops.”

waiting for a response, she ascended the staircase, leaving the staff in stunned

made a beeline for

What’s happened to him?” Her voice was tinged with hysteria. “It was me… I stabbed him, didn’t I?”

was inside, trying to soothe Gloria, though her voice was close to breaking, “It’s okay, it’s okay. Leandro’s going to be fine. Just calm

badly

open and stood at

sight of her. Karan’s expression darkened, and she stepped forward to block Seraphina, “What are you doing here? Isn’t this

She wants to know how Leandro is doing. Well, I’m here to satisfy her curiosity,” Seraphina said, trying to step past her

can’t do this!” Karan blocked her firmly. “Do you want to drive

a ghost and called

face Gloria. She just looked at Seraphina with pleading eyes, shaking her head ever

said calmly, “Don’t worry, I’m not here to drive

Karan’s grasp, Seraphina approached

filled with loathing, yet waiting for an

“You know what you’ve done, right?” she said coldly, towering over the bed. “With a kitchen knife, you stabbed your own son.

lips trembled

and major blood vessel

at her, wordless.

no clue how serious it is. Want me to spell it out for you?” Without waiting

tears were falling freely now, “Seraphina! Stop this

and read out to Gloria in a chilling tone, “Spleen rupture is dangerous, with a mortality rate of

rate skyrockets to 70% – seventy percent. Still, you have a 30% chance of keeping your son. He might still

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