Leandro was standing in the hallway, staring at Seraphina from a distance, not making any moves.
Keen came over from another direction, first noticing Seraphina. He was about to approach her when he realized Leandro was also there.
Seeing this, he immediately stopped in his tracks.
Just then, someone emerged from a room and seemed to be heading over to strike up a conversation with Leandro. Keen bolted over to intercept.
The person was introducing himself to Leandro, but Leandro's gaze was fixed on Seraphina. Keen quickly stepped in, blocking the person, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Reynolds is tied up at the moment. Can you come back later?"
"But..."
The person clearly didn't want to give up, but Leandro ignored him and slowly started moving towards Seraphina.
Keen quickly ushered the person back into the room.
Seraphina remained seated, undisturbed, as Leandro approached. She didn't even look at him.
Leandro reached out, gently lifting her face.
Her makeup was still exquisite, bright and eye-catching, but her eyes were vacant.
In that moment, Leandro realized he was finally seeing the real Seraphina.
She wasn't crying, smiling, or putting on a show. She just looked at him expressionlessly, then brushed his hand away, "I need some alone time."
With that, she got up and walked past him.
Leandro just stood there, silently watching her leave.
Seraphina left the villa, walked out onto the street, and slowly made her way to the busiest part of town.
Cars were whizzing by, people were bustling about, she sat on a bench by the roadside, ignoring several people trying to hit on her, quietly watching the busy city before her.
By the time Sandra got the message and rushed over, it was already late at night.
The noise of the street had died down, the night was gradually regaining its tranquility, and Seraphina was still sitting there, like a statue.
Sandra brought a coat with her. When she saw Seraphina, she immediately draped it over her, "What happened?"
It took Seraphina a while to snap back to reality. Recognizing Sandra, she gave a small smile, pulled Sandra down to sit next to her, then rested her head on Sandra's shoulder.
"You scared me!" Sandra gripped her cold hand, "What happened?"
After a long pause, Seraphina said softly, "She'd rather go to jail than accept my help."
Sandra immediately understood what had happened. She blurted out in anger and frustration, "Is she out of her mind?! What does she want?!"
Seraphina was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed.
"Maybe it's for the best," she said. "From now on, I really have nothing left to lose. No worries. It's good."
Sandra was taken aback by her words, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly, "Sera—"
"Perhaps this is my fate," Seraphina said. "I've accepted it."
Sandra turned away, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.
By the roadside, a black car sat quietly for a long time.
Inside, Leandro was staring at Seraphina's figure like he was admiring a statue.
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