Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 241

It was only until Saturday when Keen got the evening itinerary from Leandro, which caught him off

guard a bit.

Magnolia’s concert was at a music hall close to Carney Artful Reverie, so right after work, Leandro

drove straight there.

Keen, sitting in the passenger seat, hesitated for a while before finally saying, “Mr. Reynolds, about Ms.

Magnolia…”

He thought that once Seraphina had spoken to him and expressed her trust, this issue would be

closed. But why was Leandro going to the concert with Seraphina today? He wasn’t sure whether this

was a good or bad thing.

Leandro, who was sitting in the back seat reading documents, looked up at him when he heard

Magnolia’s name.

Since he’d already brought it up, Keen decided to go all out and say, “The missus already knows”

Leandro’s reaction was not significant. He just responded calmly and then went back to reading his

documents.

Seeing this, Keen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that the two of them had reached an agreement on this issue. So, was Seraphina planning to

assert her position in front of Magnolia tonight?

Thinking about this, Keen couldn’t help but want to laugh. But thinking about Seraphina’s character, he

couldn’t help but pray in his heart: hope Seraphina just shows some affection, don’t stir up any more

chaos.

The car arrived at Carney Artful Reverie. Across the street, the music hall was already seeing a steady

flow of cars and people entering.

Leandro got out of the car and walked into the art gallery.

Sandy was in charge of setting up a new round of artwork in the gallery. She turned her head and saw

Leandro walking in and quickly greeted him, ‘Good evening. Mr. Reynolds.”

Leandro nodded and went directly to his office

“Mr. Reynolds.” Sandy quickly called after him, “Mrs. Reynolds is not here.”

Leandro stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her.

Sandy could only relay what Seraphina had left her to say, “Mrs. Reynolds has an appointment with a

painter today. She said the painter is quirky and hard to get a hold of so she might be late. She said if

you arrive and she’s not back yet, you should go to the concert first. She’ll come as soon as she gets

back,”

After saying this, Sandy handed Leandro a ticket that Seraphina had left.

“I’ll wait for her here, Leandro said, “You go do your thing.”

Hearing this, Sandy nodded repeatedly.

The gallery was almost empty at this time, so Leandro sat in the lounge and continued reading his

documents.

Not long after, Keen rushed in from outside, ‘Mr. Reynolds, Mr. Houston is outside.”

Houston was a high-ranking official of the cultural department of Sunburst City’s city government. He

and Bruce had been friends since childhood, their families were close, and their relationship was very

friendly. When Carney Artful Reverie opened, Houston personally came to congratulate. Now that he

was here, Leandro naturally had to go out and greet him.

“Mr. Houston.”Leandro walked out and sure enough, he saw Houston along with a bunch of related

personnel from Sunburst City’s cultural industry.

Seeing him, Houston was a bit surprised, “Leandro, you’re personally holding down the fort here?

That’s really rare.”

Leandro Just nodded blandly, “Mr. Houston, what brings you here at this time?”

“Oh, we have a cellist in Sunburst City, named Magnolia. She’s holding a concert at the music hall

today, and we’re all here to support her. It’s not time for the concert yet, so we came over here to look

around. Looks like you’re doing well here!” Houston said with a laugh.

Leandro’s expression remained calm as he showed Houston around.

After the visit, it was almost time for the concert to start.

Sandy had been standing at the back of the crowd for a long time. When she saw Houston and his

party preparing to leave,

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she finally plucked up the courage to approach Leandro and say, “Mr. Reynolds, Mrs. Reynolds might

be late. You should go to the concert first, or it will affect others.”

Hearing this, Leandro just glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

Sandy immediately felt a chill and quietly retreated.

Houston, who was preparing to leave, heard this and looked at Leandro, “Leandro, are you going to the

concert too? If so, let’s go together. It’s indeed not very polite to be late on such occasions.”

Leandro responded without refusal.

They all entered the concert through the VIP entrance. By this time, almost all the seats were filled, and

there were only three minutes left until the start of the concert.

Leandro had a good seat, but there was no one next to him.

Backstage, someone peeked out from the darkness, looked at the audience, then immediately ran back

and said to Magnolia, who was getting ready to go on stage, “Mr. Reynolds is here!”

Upon hearing the news, Magnolia’s normally calm eyes suddenly lit up.

“But the seat next to him is empty. It seems Mrs. Reynolds didn’t come.”

Hearing this, Magnolia was stunned for a moment, then her lips curled up into a smile.

This was perfect.

At eight o’clock sharp, the concert officially began.

On stage, the curtain slowly rose, a beam of white light shone on the center of the stage, and Magnolia,

dressed in a white dress and holding a brown cello, was in the spotlight.

As deep, rich music slowly flowed from the strings under the gaze of the audience, Magnolia slowly

raised her eyes, and in her gaze was only one person.

He was sitting directly opposite her, and she could see him as soon as she looked up.

Whoever showed up for the concert, it didn’t really matter. Without him, it just didn’t feel right.

And now, she felt content.

Leandro sat alone in the best spot under the stage, eyes fixated on the stage, his expression always

icy.

The spot to his right remained empty.

After the concert, applause echoed throughout the hall.

Magnolia stood on stage, elegantly bowing in thanks, but her gaze never left Leandro.

His expression was always aloof, but he was clapping for her.

As the concert ended, Magnolia could no longer control herself. She looked at Leandro, tears welling

up in her eyes.

As the curtain slowly fell, the man’s figure gradually disappeared from her sight, until she could no

longer see him. Only then did Magnolia turn around and tell her assistant, “Keep Mr. Reynolds here, I’ll

be back after changing clothes.”

The assistant immediately responded, and Magnolia, not even bothering to take her cello, hurriedly ran

backstage.

When she reappeared in another elegant purple gown, she saw only her assistant standing

dumbfounded by the stage.

Magnolia stopped in her tracks, walked up, and asked, “Where’s Mr. Reynolds?”

The assistant immediately replied, “I went out right after the concert ended, but Mr. Reynolds was

already gone… How did he leave so quickly?”

Magnolia lowered her eyes, didn’t say much, and turned back to the backstage.

Meanwhile, Seraphina, in a dark green cocktail dress, sat alone in a restaurant in the south of the city,

idly gazing at the starry sky outside the window.

When she saw that it was about time, she lazily turned her head and waved at the waiter, “Check,

please.”