Chapter 30
Seraphina halted her steps, leaning against the restroom door.
Leandro, dressed in dark formal attire, sat with his legs crossed on her red sofa. Perhaps due to the color of the sofa, even with his cold demeanor, Seraphina could still sense the distinct aura he exuded.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t fathom his true intentions.
Was he here to see his son or to settle scores with her?
“Mr. Reynolds, you came all of a sudden without even notifying me in advance, Seraphina adjusted her hair and playfully swung her legs, “It’s quite impolite to let you see me in my current state“”
Leandro glanced at her.
She spoke of being impolite, but her posture leaning against the door remained unchanged. In fact, as he looked her way, her legs swung even more noticeably.
Before Leandro could say anything, the doorbell rang again, so Seraphina, maintaining her pose, went to answer it.
The door swung open, revealing a delivery guy that Seraphina was quite familiar with. He greeted her warmly, “Ms. Bennett, your order is here. You ordered extra today?”
“Yes,” Seraphina replied with a smile, “I have a guest.”
The delivery guy looked past Seraphina, catching a glimpse of the man sitting on the sofa.
Seeming to feel his gaze, Leandro looked at him.
That cold, intense stare sent shivers down his spine.
The delivery guy quickly averted his eyes, didn’t dare to linger on Seraphina, and bid her goodbye in a hurry.
Closing the door, Seraphina put the food on the table and waved at Valerio, “Come and eat.”
Upon hearing her, Valerio immediately got up.
As Seraphina was handing a cup of freshly squeezed juice to Valerio, Leandro reached out and blocked it
Both Seraphina and Valerio turned to look at Leandro.
“Is this what you feed him every day?” Leandro asked slowly.
Seraphina looked at the food she just ordered, a famous pasta. Considering Valerio, she didn’t even dare to order soda, just two cups of fresh juice.
“Does Mr. Reynolds have a problem with this?” Seraphina crossed her arms and looked at Leandro, “Children of the Reynolds family can’t eat this…plebeian food, right?”
Without answering her, Leandro took out his phone and made a call, “Keen, come take Valerio to my usual restaurant.”
Valerio instantly looked pained, giving Seraphina a pitiful look.
Seraphina just shrugged, indicating she was helpless.
Soon, Leandro’s assistant Keen arrived and took Valerio away with a smile. Only Seraphina and Leandro were left in the room.
Unfazed, Seraphina started eating her pasta, while Leandro sat on the sofa watching her, apparently not planning on leaving.
“Mr. Reynolds, you don’t need to look at me like that. Taking care of your son is my duty, I’ve never taken care of kids before, and you’ve never paid me, so you shouldn’t treat me like a full–time nanny.”
She ate her pasta slowly, but her eyes were full of innocence when she looked at him.
As soon as she finished speaking, Leandro placed a bank card on the table.
Seraphina was taken aback for a moment, then picked up the card. After a quick glance, she looked at Leandro and gave him a coy, shy smile, “Mr. Reynolds, what’s this about? Are you trying to be my sugar daddy?”
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Leandro didn’t respond to her. He just lit up a cigarette, took a drag, then turned to look at Seraphina again. “Valerio likes you,” He said casually I’m leaving him in your care when Karan isn’t around.”
Seraphina, holding the bank card, chuckled. “You sure you want to trust me with him, Mr. Reynolds?”
Leandro blew out a smoke ring slowly “Ms. Bennett, you’re a smart cookie”
Meaning, she should know how not to shoot herself in the foot.
Seraphina laughed.
From kneeling on the carpet, she suddenly stood up, moved closer to Leandro, reached out and grabbed his tie.
“Aren’t you afraid I’d use the kid to get close to you, Mr. Reynolds?” She asked.
Leandro took his tie back, his gaze deep. “With your tricks, you don’t need Valerio to get close to me.”
Seraphina couldn’t help but laugh.
Was he implying that all her encounters with him after returning to Sunburst City were her own machinations?
That was a bit of a stretch. She never planned on running into him, let alone the trouble he brought every time!
Like last night…
She tilted her head to look at Leandro as she remembered last night. He, however, looked away, all serious.
Seraphina sighed.
A day ago, they were almost getting it on in the bathroom. Less than 24 hours later, he was back to his old self.
And last night, he was the one who lost control.
“Mr. Reynolds is a real mood swinger!” Seraphina sighed. “Last night I was almost your bedmate, now I’m a babysitter…”
As she spoke, she touched Leandro’s leg. Before she could finish, he grabbed her wrist.
Seraphina looked up at him..
Leandro was calm, slowly saying, “So you want to be my bedmate?”
A lot of thoughts crossed Seraphina’s mind. Then, she laughed, “Actually, I’m more curious if last night was an accident for you, Mr. Reynolds, or… you couldn’t control yourself?”
As she finished her sentence, her lips were almost against Leandro’s ear.
The next moment, she was in Leandro’s arms.
“If you’re so curious, find out for yourself.” He said.
Surprised, Seraphina sat on Leandro’s lap, but then she reached for his crotch.
“Got your answer?” Leandro asked after a while.
Seraphina came back to her senses, adjusting her stiff body.
She withdrew her hand, the touch still lingering.
Leandro had responded to her.
The supposedly unresponsive–to–women Leandro had reacted to her twice in a row. This couldn’t be a coincidence.
And if it wasn’t a coincidence, that was even more ironic.
Seraphina gazed at Leandro, taking her time to meet his eyes. His breathing remained steady, and his expression was unchanged.
After a moment, she spoke slowly, “Mr. Reynolds, it’s been quite a while since you returned. I haven’t had the chance to ask you how Miss Vivian is doing after all these seven years
Vivian was the girlfriend he brought home on her eighteenth birthday seven years ago.
That day, Vivian fell off the balcony, became severely injured, and ended up in a vegetative state.
And Seraphina, she was the only suspect in the incident.
