The moment Simon's words fell on her ears, Seraphina's gaze darkened slightly, but she kept her silence, as she had been doing since they had entered the building.
Indeed, since stepping into the quaint little house that served as a herbal clinic, she hadn't responded to a single thing Simon said.
After they left the clinic, Seraphina didn't spare Simon a glance. She simply hailed their driver with a wave of her hand. The driver handed her the purse, and she rummaged through it, not finding what she was searching for.
Andrea stepped closer and asked, “What are you looking for, Sera?”
Ignoring her, Seraphina turned to the driver, “Do you have any cash on you? I need a hundred.”
Simon, standing at the door of the clinic, simply raised an eyebrow at the unfolding scene.
The driver quickly handed Seraphina a hundred-dollar bill, which she then took straight to Simon and held out to him, her face expressionless. “Thank you, Mr. Martin, for referring the doctor and covering the bill. But, you see, I'm not one for owing people. Please take this and consider us even.”
Simon looked at her, then at the bill in her hand, and asked in a mild tone, “Is it really that simple to be even?”
Seraphina scoffed, “In my eyes, it's exactly that simple.” With that, she stuffed the bill into his chest pocket, turned on her heel, and strode to the car, ducking her head as she climbed in.
“Andrea,” Seraphina called out to her. She slammed the car door shut, then rolled down the window to look at Andrea, “I'm going to visit some old neighbors; I won't be heading back to Sunburst City with you. You go on ahead.”
Without waiting for a reply, Seraphina rolled up the window and instructed the driver to leave.
As the car slowly drove away, Andrea sighed softly. Hearing footsteps behind her, she turned to face Simon.
Simon neatly folded the hundred-dollar bill and slipped it into his pocket before turning to Andrea, “Let's take my car.” Andrea nodded and followed him to the car.
The car rolled towards the airport, and after a moment of silence, Simon chuckled, “Looks like she's taken out her frustration with me on you. She never used to treat you like that, right?”
Andrea hummed in agreement, then said, “But that’s just her; she doesn't stay mad for long.”
Simon paused before asking, “Has she ever spoken to you about what's between us?”
Andrea knew exactly what he was referring to.
After a moment's consideration, she replied, “Dad, you know what she's like. Some things, she holds onto; they're not easily forgotten.”
Simon nodded, understanding.
Andrea looked hesitant before finally asking, “Have you ever thought about changing?”
Simon’s lips curled into a faint smile at her question, “You never used to ask about these things.”
“I don’t have to ask, but Sera... you know who she is, what she’s done. You know better than I do.”
Simon just hummed in response.
“If you really want to acknowledge Sera as your daughter, some things will inevitably have to change,” Andrea said slowly. “After all, the bond between father and daughter is irreplaceable, isn't it?”
Simon laughed lightly, “And if I don't change, what will she do? Become my enemy, never let go?”
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