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."
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