Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 342

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.”

“Then I’ll give you some time to think.” Seraphina said, adjusting his tie and shirt for him, “Go back to your room

tonight, take a bath, rest well. You have all night to think quietly.”

After saying that, she looked at him gently and smiled.

Leandro suddenly grabbed her hand, slowly saying, “Are you threatening me?”

Seraphina blinked her eyes, looking at him innocently, “I’m just tempting you.”

Hearing that, Leandro gave her a deep look, then wrapped his arm around her waist, took her into the study, and

closed the door

On the day of the charity gala, there was a sea of guests. The atmosphere was lively, comparable to a major event.

As the host, Seraphina was very busy, welcoming one guest after another.

John came to show his support with his new girlfriend. Just as Seraphina was mocking him while his girlfriend wasn’t

looking, Sandy ran in and told her, “Bowen

Smith is here.”

Hearing this news, the smile on Seraphina’s face brightened. Not bothering to mock John any longer, she said hello

and followed Sandy out.

In front of the signature wall, Bowen was signing his name with Tania Martin, then they stopped to let the reporters

take a few snaps.

After these procedures, they finally came over to Seraphins.

“Bowen, welcome.” Seraphina extended her hand with a smile.

Bowen heard this, smiled slightly and shook her hand, then said, “Sera, I wish your event success.”

Thank you.” Seraphina smiled back, then turned to Sandy, “Show Mr. Smith and his fiancée in.”

Sandy immediately looked troubled, “Mrs. Reynolds, the list… doesn’t seem to have Mr. Smith and Ms. Martin.”

“What?” Seraphina feigned surprise, “How did you do your work, missing such important guests?

Hearing this, Bowen smiled slightly, “No wonder I’ve been waiting for your invitation but never got it. But since it’s

your first time hosting such an event, I thought I should come and show some support. So I came on my own. If

there really isn’t a spot, just add two more chairs for us.”

Hearing this, Tania shook Bowen’s arm in dissatisfaction, but Bowen seemed oblivious and ignored her.

“Mr. Smith, are you ragging on me for not being thorough?” Seraphina asked with a slight frown. “Even if I

genuinely forgot to invite you, I’d still welcome you with open arms if you showed up.”

After saying that, Seraphina turned to Sandy, “Please seat Mr. Smith and Ms. Martin next to me.”

Upon hearing this, Sandy promptly nodded, and then said to Bowen, “Mr. Smith, Ms. Martin, right this way please.”

Bowen nodded, and then said to Seraphina, “See you in a bit.”

Seraphina smiled in response, then turned to watch their backs as they entered the venue.

About an hour and a half later, as the guests trickled in and only ten minutes were left until the start of the event,

seeing that most of them had already arrived, Seraphina turned to Sandy and asked, “Has everyone arrived?”

“All the should-be-here’s and shouldn’t-be-here’s are here,” Sandy, who had been busy counting heads all evening,

said somewhat helplessly. The unexpected turnout was a bit much for her, “But everyone on our guest list has

arrived, except for…”

Someone still hasn’t shown up?

“Who?” Seraphina couldn’t help but ask,

“Mr. Reynolds.