That night, when Leandro got back to Reynolds Manor, Seraphina was in the study checking the guest list.
The invitations had been printed and sent out that very day. Almost everyone who had received one had responded, and most confirmed their attendance.
So, things should go smoothly from here on.
While Seraphina was looking at the list, she suddenly heard Leandro upstairs.
She paused for a moment, picked up the list and went to the door, quietly waiting.
As soon as Leandro came upstairs, he saw the study door was opened and walked straight in.
Just as he reached the door, Seraphina appeared in front of him, paper and pen in hand, looking at him expectantly, "Mr. Reynolds, could I get a response from you?"
Leandro wasn't taken aback by her behaviour. He just glanced at the paper and pen in her hand, "What response?"
Seraphina tilted her head and looked at him, "You got the invitation, didn't you? Isn't it polite to respond right away?"
"What invitation?" Leandro asked, expressionless.
"You didn't get it?" Seraphina was a bit surprised.
But the next moment, she realized he was teasing her.
Only Keen and Yasmina have free access to his office. The stuff she personally left on his desk, they wouldn't just toss it. So how could he not have gotten it?
Seraphina suddenly took a step forward, getting closer to Leandro, gritted her teeth softly, "That was a one-of-a-kind hand-drawn invitation, unlike any other. Whether you got it or not, I've sent it, you have to come."
Having said that, she put a checkmark next to his name on the guest list right in front of him.
Leandro saw her action, the corner of his mouth twitched upwards, "Do I also need an invitation to get in?"
"You don’t." Seraphina said, "I'll give you a sticker that says 'Seraphina's Husband' on the day. The staff will recognize you and let you in, don't worry!"
Hearing her words, Leandro felt a bit pleased. He took a step forward and pulled her into his arms, leaning down to kiss her.
Seraphina let him kiss her for a bit, but soon wriggled out of his arms.
Leandro suddenly found his arms empty, his gaze dimmed a bit, but then he saw that Seraphina had simply returned to the desk and pulled out a small booklet.
The invitation had been redesigned due to the change in venue, and the auction catalogue had been reprinted, all in the style of Cedarcrest Chateau.
And the booklet in Seraphina's hand, was the freshly printed auction catalogue.
"Since you've agreed to come, you have to come and support me then." Seraphina waved the booklet in her hand and then flipped it open to hand it to him.
Leandro took it, quickly scanned through it, and saw a few auction items that she'd circled.
"I don't care about the rest, but these are what I donated." Seraphina said, "There'll be all sorts of treasures that night. While mine may be ordinary, I don't want them to look too shabby."
Leandro looked over the three auction items, already having a plan in mind. He looked up at her, "You just don't want them to look shabby?"
Hearing this, Seraphina couldn't help but chuckle. Then she pointed at one of the items, saying, "The other two are fine, but this one... I think it might fetch a high price."
After saying that, her laughter suddenly stopped. She looked at Leandro carefully, her eyes wide, "That's not too much to ask, right?"
Leandro just said, "I'll think about it."
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