Chapter 27
Despite the recent happenings, Seraphina kept her cool and even managed to flash a smile at Terrell after sitting down.
Terrell, however, wasn’t in the mood for smiles. He glared at Seraphina, asking. “Why did you really invite me to dinner?”
Seraphina couldn’t help but laugh, “Didn’t we just talk about this? Why are you asking again?”
Terrell stared at the suspicious mark on Seraphina’s neck, saying slowly, “I’m not a fool. If you’re involved with Leandro, how could I believe your oh–so-innocent reason?”
Seraphina gave her hair a flip, laughing again, “I didn’t get anything from you, so why are you so suspicious?”
Terrell gave her a cold stare, “Don’t you tell me? Fine then.”
He stood up, ready to leave.
“Hey!” Seraphina suddenly stopped him, “Can you give me a copy of the video you just took? I want to admire Mr. Reynolds’s charm when I have some free time”
Terrell sneered, “So you can use this video to blackmail Leandro, and then he comes after me? Do you think I would do something so self–destructive?”
“If you won’t give it, then forget it.” Seraphina sighed, “Why do you always think the worst of me?”
Terrell shot her a glare before storming off.
Seraphina sat quietly, taking a sip of water as she tried to process what just happened.
She first disregarded the distraction Leandro had caused, focusing on the brief encounter between Terrell and Balch in the restroom.
First, the two clearly knew each other. Balch’s silence was too deliberate and not in line with his gentlemanly demeanor.
Second, regardless of why Balch didn’t speak to Terrell, it was clear he harbored some resentment towards him.
Lastly, Terrell feared Balch. His words, “I didn’t mean to show up in front of you,” indicated he had concerns or had received some kind of threat.
It was clear that Terrell was someone worth getting to know better.
But now, the only connection between Terrell and her was the video of her and Leandro on his phone-
Thinking of Leandro, Seraphina couldn’t help but press her hand to her forehead.
When she was leaving the Enchanted Petals Club, she once again caught sight of Leandro.
In the corridor near the lake, amidst a group of people, he stood out as the most distinguished figure–tall, immaculately dressed, with his suit perfectly tailored, even the collar of his shirt was clean and neat–probably because he had changed his entire outfit from inside out.
Seeing Leandro, who was now dressed impeccably, and recalling what he had done to her in the restroom stall just an hour ago, Seraphina didn’t know whether to laugh or not.
She quickly dodged behind a pillar, avoiding being seen by Leandro. Leaning against the column, she counted the time since Leandro left.
As she reached fifty counts, someone called her from behind-
“Seraphina”
Seraphina paused but didn’t turn around.
“Seraphina?” Balch stood a few steps behind her, calling out to her again when she didn’t respond.
Seraphina bit her lip, finally turning to look at him.
Balch was as always, adjusting his black–rimmed glasses, giving her a gentle smile.
Seraphina quickly returned the smile, albeit lazily and perfunctorily, before muttering, “Oh, it’s you!”
This seemed to catch Balch off guard, but he quickly recovered and asked, “What are you doing here alone?”
Seraphina lifted her chin slightly, responding dismissively, “None of your business.”
The people accompanying Balch looked surprised, eyeing Seraphina.
Balch, however, kept his smile, “Need a ride home?”
“No need.” Seraphina answered, glancing at Balch before turning around and leaving without looking back.
Balch watched her leave, shaking his head with a resigned smile.
