Tangled in His Obsession Series

Chapter 455

Eight years ago, Seraphina could still conjure up an image of Leandro as a child, all wide-eyed and innocent. But nowadays, the very thought seemed like a page torn from an ancient fairytale.

Would Leandro even know how to be childlike anymore?

Seraphina, skeptical as ever, led her son Valerio through the hospital doors, only to have her mood sour at the sight that greeted them.

There, by Leandro’s bedside, stood Keen, stooped slightly, whispering something with a hushed urgency.

Leandro listened, his gaze heavy and detached, the very picture of adult reserve. Where was the trace of that childlike spirit now?

As the door creaked open, both men turned to see Seraphina and Valerio.

Keen, caught mid-conversation about matters he deemed pressing, halted abruptly, his words choked off by the sight of Seraphina’s stormy expression. “Daddy!” Valerio, spotting Leandro, dashed to his side, scanning him from head to toe with a mix of excitement and concern. His eyes, tinged red, looked up at his father.

“Did your mom bring you here?” Leandro managed a smile, reaching out to caress Valerio’s reddened eyes. “Miss me?”

Trying to stifle his tears, Valerio nodded.

Leandro glanced at Seraphina before turning back to his son. “Alright, then you’ll stay with me all night, okay?”

“Does it hurt, Daddy?” Valerio’s gaze fell on the IV in Leandro’s hand, his voice laced with worry.

As father and son began to catch up, Seraphina’s attention shifted to Keen, who seemed to shiver under her gaze, contemplating a quick escape. Yet before he could excuse himself, Seraphina motioned him over with a finger, “You, with me.”

pleading, sought Leandro for rescue, but Leandro,

a sinking heart, Keen followed Seraphina out.

telling him?” Seraphina demanded, arms folded,

Reynolds on the current situation…” Keen

think now’s the time for that?”

of the Reynolds Group for

him with

for the

he says?” Seraphina’s tone

fell silent, then finally admitted, “As Mr. Reynolds’ personal assistant, I’m to

shifting from the formidable

the slightly ajar door, and after a brief stare-down, turned back to Keen, “Just remember, weigh your words

so-called “Iron Lady,” made a hasty

spirits, chatting with Valerio. Seraphina, however, remained stern. “Can’t let go of the Reynolds Group, huh? Shall I have you discharged tomorrow so

just returning, caught the tail end of the exchange, his surprise evident as he glanced

picture of composure, cleared his throat before explaining,

difference?” Seraphina’s voice was laced with indignation. “It’s still about the Reynolds Group, isn’t it? Since you’re so concerned, why not have Keen bring all the unfinished paperwork here? Move the boardroom to this hospital room, summon all the execs, and you

Valerio, who had never seen Seraphina this irate, was struck mute, looking

silent, exchanging a wordless look with Valerio, the epitome of a “whipped

gently prompted Valerio, “Go on, reassure your mom that Leandro will not repeat his mistake. Ask her not to remain upset.”