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.”

for a response, she ascended the staircase, leaving the

Seraphina made a beeline for Gloria’s

door was ajar, and through the crack, she could hear Gloria’s panicked voice, “Where’s Leandro? What’s happened to him?” Her

voice was close to breaking, “It’s okay, it’s okay. Leandro’s going

“Is he badly hurt? Tell me how he is now

swung the door wide open and stood at the threshold,

drained of color at the sight of her. Karan’s expression darkened, and she stepped forward to block Seraphina, “What are you doing here?

doing. Well, I’m here to satisfy her curiosity,”

you want to drive her mad? You can’t be here –

Gloria was pale as a ghost and called out with a trembling

Gloria. She just looked at Seraphina with pleading

not here to drive anyone mad. I’m here to

grasp,

her with red-rimmed eyes, filled with loathing, yet

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

lips trembled

want to know what the doctors said?” Seraphina continued, mercilessly. “Spleen laceration and major blood vessel damage. They say there’s

stared at her, wordless.

it is. Want me to spell it out for you?” Without waiting for an answer,

falling freely now, “Seraphina! Stop this

to Gloria in a chilling tone, “Spleen rupture is dangerous, with

major blood vessel damage, and the mortality rate skyrockets to 70% – seventy percent. Still, you have a 30% chance of keeping your son. He might still come back to you, and call you ‘mom’!”

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