Tangled in His Obsession Series

Chapter 468

In the Reynolds household, Leandro certainly had the knack for being shameless.

So, when Seraphina hurled a cushion at him in frustration, he merely set it aside with an unruffled air and continued speaking to their son, Valerio, “If you really want to know where you came from, and where your younger sister might come from, come on, follow Dad upstairs. I’ll teach you.”

Valerio, eager for knowledge, instantly wriggled out of Seraphina’s protective grip and dashed over to Leandro.

“Hey!” Seraphina snapped, clenching her teeth, “Don’t you fill his head with any of your nonsense!”

Leandro looked over at her, a hint of challenge in his voice, “And you think proper sex education is nonsense?”

Caught off guard, Seraphina fell silent, her cheeks flushing at Valerio’s innocent gaze. She turned away, looking elsewhere for refuge.

Seeing his chance, Leandro stood up and led Valerio upstairs.

Alone now, Seraphina eyed their retreating figures, silently cursing Leandro in her head-she’d forgotten that when it came to sex education, he was somewhat of an expert.

While Leandro and Valerio ventured upstairs to discuss the facts of life, Seraphina sat on the couch, grinding her teeth as she calmed her nerves and reflected on her recent lifestyle.

The conclusion was clear-she’d let herself go! She couldn’t continue this slide into decadence. But with nothing else pressing to do, her gaze drifted over to the art studio across the way.

In a matter of minutes, Seraphina had crafted a plan.

Starting tomorrow, she’d rise early every day, clock in at the studio on time, and take the reins of the business once more, to prevent herself from becoming the layabout Leandro seemed intent on creating.

However, following Leandro’s “lesson,” Valerio was unusually cooperative that night. He didn’t ask for Seraphina’s company and even shooed her off to Leandro’s bedroom at bedtime.

Suddenly having to deal with such a “considerate” son, Seraphina obediently returned to Leandro’s bedroom-straight into the lion’s den, so to speak.

just the day before was abandoned

herself to the studio, it

art dealers, acquiring a collection of

with the business made it easy to fall back into the rhythm, and she busied

secretary, Sandy, couldn’t help but knock on

seven already, it’s pitch-dark

from her paperwork, glanced at the darkening sky behind her, and thought of Valerio. She stood up quickly, tidying her desk as she spoke, “Oh no, my son’s going

but chuckle at that.

gathered her things in a hurry and rushed out of the office, only to stop short at

taller figure stood in the corridor, admiring the studio’s newest displayed works, while the smaller one was flipping through

on the

heads turned toward

over,

from sitting all afternoon and worried about Valerio’s reaction, felt a rush of joy at seeing them and

his little watch, “Ten minutes. Dad said

at Leandro on the side.

business mogul about him, and

the moment, Leandro stepped closer, “Ready to leave?”

documents to go through. Wait a bit

to walk back, Leandro reached

this late,” Valerio protested. “If you’re always gone,

giggles echoed

turned, “Show

all got along well with Seraphina and were less afraid of her than of Leandro, so Sandy explained nervously, “Mr. Reynolds, Mrs. Reynolds, we were just about to

merely nodded in

them, “Then why are you still here?”