Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 264

Keeley froze, gritting his teeth before he responded, "You think I'm just bluffing, don't you? Let me tell you something, someone tried to investigate us before, but he didn't get very far before he bit the dust. Keep going like this, and you'll end up just like him."

At his words, Seraphina leaned back slowly, maintaining a calm gaze at him. "Are you saying that I'll end up dead like him, or I'll come up empty-handed like he did?"

Keeley looked at her, not answering. Instead, he said, "I do like you, but not enough to spill all my secrets. I'll tell you what I can, but what I can't, I won't utter a word."

"Not enough, huh…" Seraphina echoed his words slowly, then asked, "So, when push comes to shove, you won't hold back, will you?"

Keeley's face darkened, and he turned away without responding.

"Men," Seraphina sighed gently, "they say they like me, but their actions tell a different story. But it's okay, I see things clearly, we owe each other nothing, you don't have to go easy on me. When it's time to make certain moves, we both know it, so why force it? I do my thing, you do yours. That's where we're alike, right?"

Keeley suddenly stood up, "If you're so keen on throwing your life away, be my guest."

Without another glance at Seraphina, he turned to leave, but she called him back.

Keeley turned around to see Seraphina pouring wine into another glass on the table.

"If this is our last meeting, let's have a toast," she said. "Setting aside the unresolved matters, I'm glad to have known you. Your honesty, your carefree spirit, your fearless attitude… they've really moved me."

Keeley planted his hands on the table. "If you like living this way, why get yourself tangled up in meaningless fights?"

"Cause I have people I care about," she said, "and that's the only reason I can live like a normal person."

Hearing her words, Keeley glared at her for a while before he left without taking a sip of her wine.

Watching his figure disappear, Seraphina finished her own glass of wine, then picked up the one she poured for him and chugged it.

…

After leaving the restaurant, Seraphina quickly met with Terrell at Carney Artful Reverie, sorting out the information.

Terrell looked down on the intel she had.

"This is all basic info, what good is it?"

"True, it's of no use," Seraphina said, "but the more we know about them, the more they'll fear. Once people start to fear, they're capable of anything."

Terrell stared at her, "Are you really willing to put yourself in danger like this?"

"What do I have to fear?" Seraphina responded, "I'm surrounded by bodyguards, and my husband is Leandro. Do you think they would dare to attack me easily?"

Terrell seemed to sense something from her words, paused, then said, "You weren't going all out before."

"How can you compare?" Seraphina retorted, "Only when the knife cuts into one's own hand does one feel the pain. I won't let any of them off the hook."

Hearing this, Terrell finally asked, "How's Sandra?"

At his words, Seraphina's heart sank.

Leandro had told her that as soon as there was any news about Sandra, the hospital would notify her. But she hadn't heard anything yet.

The longer Sandra stayed unconscious, the worse things could be.

In this situation, perhaps no news is the best news.

Seraphina didn't dare to ponder, quickly putting those thoughts away and asked, "How's Bowen?"