Two days later, which was Saturday afternoon, Seraphina was about to head out when she suddenly got a call from Sandra.
“Seraphina, are you doing okay?” Sandra asked.
Hearing her voice, Seraphina couldn't help but chuckle. “Shouldn't I be asking you that? You went abroad without a word, alone in a foreign land, eating well?”
“Seraphina!” Sandra didn't pick up on her banter, instead saying, “I ran into our old landlord today...”
Old landlord? Seraphina remembered the apartment in Velvetwood that Sandra found for her: “You went to Velvetwood?”
“Yes.” Sandra replied, “The landlord told me that someone's been asking about our past there.”
Hearing this, Seraphina didn't show much of a reaction, only responding casually, “Really?”
“I also went to our old neighbor’s place.” Sandra continued, “That person was asking around there too. You could try contacting your classmates; maybe they know something.”
Hearing this, Seraphina said nonchalantly, "If someone wants to dig into me, they would definitely find these clues. No big deal."
“Is it Leandro?” Sandra asked, “In his letter, he admitted that Betty is his child. Why would he investigate you? Doesn't he trust you?”
“Anything else?” Seraphina didn't answer her question, instead asking.
Sandra paused for a moment, then slowly said, “I keep feeling like I'm being followed. I don't know if it's my brother's doing. But it could also be someone looking into you, trying to find you through me.”
Hearing this, Seraphina frowned slightly, then said, “If I see your brother, I’ll ask him about it.”
Sandra seemed to sigh, and as Seraphina got into her car, she said, “Don't sigh; you did well this time. If he doesn't show sincerity, there's no need to bother with him anymore.”
Sandra didn't respond, only asking after hearing the sound of the car door closing, “Where are you going?”
“A fashion magazine is having a charity dinner.” Seraphina answered, “I happen to have an invitation; I thought I'd go check it out and meet some new people.”
Sandra, knowing her, didn't say much more, just reminding her, “In short, be careful. Don't let Leandro hurt you again.”
Seraphina just chuckled at that.
These charity dinners hosted by fashion magazines usually feature celebrities and social figures. With so many famous faces in the room, every sweep of the camera could spark a discussion.
Even so, Seraphina's arrival still attracted a lot of attention.
As Leandro's future wife, the recent hot topic, and the object of Leandro's public declaration of love, how could the reporters let her slip away?
Surprisingly, all the questions from the reporters were about her wedding with Leandro; no one brought up the previous hot topic of her having a child out of wedlock.
Seraphina answered all the questions perfectly, then quickly entered the main body of the banquet.
Socializing was Seraphina's forte. Plus, she had Leandro. Although she didn't know many people in the room, it was always lively around her. She never worried about a lack of companions or topics.
And now, Leandro had actually appeared here in a suit?
Seraphina looked at his black handmade suit, which was definitely not what he wore when he left in the morning. This showed that he attached great importance to this occasion and came here on purpose.
As Leandro entered the room, there were people coming up to greet him, while Seraphina's position was a bit more inside; she was not sure if Leandro had seen her.
Bowen also noticed Leandro, then looked at Seraphina and asked, “Could it be him?”
“What?” Seraphina was momentarily distracted and asked back.
Bowen shot her a glance and said slowly, "Could it be him, digging into the past?"
Hearing this, Seraphina gave a soft chuckle, replying, "Whether it's him or not, don't worry, I won't drag you and Sandra into this."
"What are you talking about?" Bowen questioned. "You and Sandra have been tight since you were kids. Even though I haven't known you for long, Sandra's been talking about you since forever, so I see you as a sister too. Your problems are mine as well."
Seraphina just smiled and said, "No, my problems are mine alone. You and Sandra shouldn't get tangled up in it."
Just as she finished speaking, she spotted Leandro in the crowd, politely brushing off the people trying to strike up a conversation with him. He then looked straight at where she was and headed towards her with steady steps.
So he knew she was here?
That was what Seraphina was thinking, while Leandro had already reached her. After giving Bowen a quick glance, he extended his hand to her.
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