Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 178

For Leandro, sniffing out the source of all the media leaks was a piece of cake.

Despite the leaker's best efforts to stay hidden, all signs eventually pointed to one person: Edith Whitman, the fiancée of Seraphina's ex-boyfriend, Peterson.

Edith had once stolen Peterson from Seraphina, and now Seraphina had become the center of attention at their engagement party. Peterson still had deep feelings for Seraphina, which made Edith see her as an enemy.

The revelation didn't come as a shock, and it might not even be related to the previous kidnapping incident.

But Leandro wasn't about to let it slide.

Over the next few days, the Whitman family found themselves in hot water. They were under pressure from banks, shareholders, partners, clients—you name it. In no time, Ira Whitman was gasping for breath.

Once he figured out the reason, Ira naturally wanted to meet with Leandro but was repeatedly turned down. Leandro clearly didn't want to see him.

Ira was overwhelmed with problems and didn't know what to do.

A week later, Seraphina had a bridal fitting arranged by Tiffany. Not wanting to waste time on it, she decided on a style one morning and spent the afternoon resting and having tea.

As she was flipping through a magazine, Ira appeared by her table and quietly greeted her, "Ms. Bennett, how do you do?"

Seraphina looked up from her magazine and immediately recognized him: "Mr. Whitman, long time no see."

"Sorry to bother you." Ira was always formal and courteous. "May I sit and chat with you?"

Seraphina shrugged, indicating she didn't mind, and put down her magazine.

Ira sat down and said, "I'm here mainly to apologize on behalf of my sister."

At this, Seraphina burst into laughter and asked, "Why?"

Ira got right to the point: "It's about the media reporting on your life story."

Seraphina was somewhat surprised. After a moment of silence, she chuckled, "So it was her."

"Ms. Bennett has been spoiled since childhood and recently had a fight with Peterson, so she acted impulsively. We hope you can understand." Ira said, "If you're willing to meet her, she'd like to apologize to you in person."

Seraphina listened to him calmly, then said lightly, "If she really wanted to apologize in person, she would be sitting in front of me right now. I've only met her twice, but I know her. She would never apologize to me unless she's gone off the rails."

Ira's expression changed slightly. "Ms. Bennett, we genuinely want to apologize and hope for your forgiveness."

Seraphina's expression remained cold until she heard this. She lowered her eyes slightly and said, "Your sister is immature. You should teach her properly instead of coming to me and expecting me to tolerate her mistakes. Why should I indulge her?"

Having said this, Seraphina looked toward the entrance of the hall.

Abbot had been standing there all along, watching this side even more intently since Ira showed up. As soon as he saw Seraphina looking at him, he immediately came over and said, "Ms. Bennett."

Without lifting her head, Seraphina said, "Please show Mr. Whitman out; I don't want to be disturbed."

"I don't know how she found out and told the media, but I never told her." Peterson said, looking at her.

Seraphina stared at him for a moment, then slowly began to laugh, saying, "Alright, I forgive you."

Peterson was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up with disbelief. "Really?"

"Really." Seraphina said, "You're on the same level as Leandro now, so you don't have to suffer over this anymore."

Peterson was stunned again. "What do you mean?"

"You both hurt me, and I've gotten back at both of you. Now I've forgiven both of you equally." Seraphina said, "There's no difference between you and Leandro; don't be sad for me anymore."

After she said her piece, Seraphina shrugged off his hand and bolted.

Peterson stood there like a statue until, after what seemed like ages, a tall, gorgeous woman strolled in from outside, plopped down in Seraphina's former seat, and started grinning at him.

Peterson snapped out of it, asking, "Who are you?"

"I'm Ferne." She introduced herself candidly, then continued, "You're Peterson, right? If I were you, I wouldn't waste my energy on a woman who's clearly out of your league. Instead of clinging onto her, why not look out for your own interests and sort out some of the issues facing the Miller family or the Whitman family?"

"You're with the Reynolds family?" Peterson asked, puzzled, "What do you want to know?"

Ferne shot him a sly smile, replying, "I want to know everything you know about Seraphina and about the kid she had."