Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 501

As Simon's car rolled away from the Reynolds' estate, Valerio was perched at the second-floor window, tracking the vehicle's departure until it was out of sight. Only then did he turned to Seraphina.

Seraphina had been mechanically unwrapping presents, her movements devoid of enthusiasm, when Valerio's voice pierced her reverie. "Mom, is Mr. Martin really my Grandpa?"

Startled back to the present, Seraphina met her son's inquisitive dark eyes and, after a brief pause, slowly shook her head.

"No?" Valerio scooted closer, his curiosity piqued. "Then why did he say he was? Isn't Grandpa supposed to be Mom's dad?"

Seraphina fell silent for a moment before finally speaking. "Maybe one day, I'll let you call him Grandpa. But remember, your real Grandpa's name is Carney Bennett."

Valerio blinked, a gesture of half-comprehension, and nodded his head.

By the third day of the New Year, Seraphina had thrown herself back into the hustle of preparing for her art exhibition at the Sunburst Art Gallery, working from dawn till dusk.

Throughout the day, Andrea had phoned several times, but Seraphina had been so tied up that she couldn't answer.

Finally, as the gallery emptied and night descended, Seraphina packed up her things, ready to leave. To her surprise, she found Leandro waiting for her outside.

She hastened towards him, asking, "Here to pick me up from work?"

Leandro reached out to hold her hand. "To go to a banquet with you."

As a prominent former figurehead of the Reynolds family, Leandro never lacked for banquet invitations. Seraphina asked, "Whose is it?"

"The one you've been wanting to attend," Leandro replied.

Seraphina hesitated momentarily as she was about to get into the car, then turned to him, "Why would you think I want to go? If I wanted to, I would have gone by now, wouldn't I?"

"Waiting until now seems perfect, doesn't it?" Leandro said, holding the door for her.

After a brief stare-down, Seraphina bit her lip in resignation.

Since when did this man start to understand her so well?

Darn it! With a huff, she ducked into the car.

Leandro followed suit, directing the driver towards their destination.

The day was a whirlwind of activity at the Martin estate. Centered around Simon's villa, guests milled about inside and out. As dinner time approached and almost a hundred guests filled the banquet hall, the atmosphere buzzed with lively chatter.

However, amidst the merriment, Simon's smile barely concealed his fatigue.

After greeting everyone, Simon stepped out of the hall to the entrance and spotted Andrea coming in.

Andrea instantly read the question in Simon's eyes and quickly explained, "Sera was busy at the gallery today, too swamped even for a phone call. I guess she won't make it."

Simon nodded, about to return to the banquet, when suddenly a security guard came rushing in. "Mr. Martin, Mr. Reynolds is here."

Simon's expression softened momentarily.

Andrea's face lit up with a smile. "Dad, she's here."

Moments later, Seraphina, on Leandro's arm, appeared at the villa's entrance.