Two days later, which was Saturday afternoon, Seraphina was about to head out when she suddenly got a call from Sandra.
“Seraphina, are you doing okay?” Sandra asked.
Hearing her voice, Seraphina couldn't help but chuckle. “Shouldn't I be asking you that? You went abroad without a word, alone in a foreign land, eating well?”
“Seraphina!” Sandra didn't pick up on her banter, instead saying, “I ran into our old landlord today...”
Old landlord? Seraphina remembered the apartment in Velvetwood that Sandra found for her: “You went to Velvetwood?”
“Yes.” Sandra replied, “The landlord told me that someone's been asking about our past there.”
Hearing this, Seraphina didn't show much of a reaction, only responding casually, “Really?”
“I also went to our old neighbor’s place.” Sandra continued, “That person was asking around there too. You could try contacting your classmates; maybe they know something.”
Hearing this, Seraphina said nonchalantly, "If someone wants to dig into me, they would definitely find these clues. No big deal."
“Is it Leandro?” Sandra asked, “In his letter, he admitted that Betty is his child. Why would he investigate you? Doesn't he trust you?”
“Anything else?” Seraphina didn't answer her question, instead asking.
Sandra paused for a moment, then slowly said, “I keep feeling like I'm being followed. I don't know if it's my brother's doing. But it could also be someone looking into you, trying to find you through me.”
Hearing this, Seraphina frowned slightly, then said, “If I see your brother, I’ll ask him about it.”
Sandra seemed to sigh, and as Seraphina got into her car, she said, “Don't sigh; you did well this time. If he doesn't show sincerity, there's no need to bother with him anymore.”
Sandra didn't respond, only asking after hearing the sound of the car door closing, “Where are you going?”
“A fashion magazine is having a charity dinner.” Seraphina answered, “I happen to have an invitation; I thought I'd go check it out and meet some new people.”
Sandra, knowing her, didn't say much more, just reminding her, “In short, be careful. Don't let Leandro hurt you again.”
Seraphina just chuckled at that.
These charity dinners hosted by fashion magazines usually feature celebrities and social figures. With so many famous faces in the room, every sweep of the camera could spark a discussion.
Even so, Seraphina's arrival still attracted a lot of attention.
As Leandro's future wife, the recent hot topic, and the object of Leandro's public declaration of love, how could the reporters let her slip away?
Surprisingly, all the questions from the reporters were about her wedding with Leandro; no one brought up the previous hot topic of her having a child out of wedlock.
Seraphina answered all the questions perfectly, then quickly entered the main body of the banquet.
Socializing was Seraphina's forte. Plus, she had Leandro. Although she didn't know many people in the room, it was always lively around her. She never worried about a lack of companions or topics.
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