Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 61

At the apartment, Seraphina's steps gradually slowed down. What she had just experienced made her heart pound, and while her heart rate had calmed down now, her body was incredibly tired. She trudged towards the apartment door, only to bump into Balch who was coming out from inside.

She stared blankly at Balch, seeming a bit out of it. Balch, as always, was calm. Seeing her like this, he couldn't help but frown, "What's up?"

Seraphina was silent for a moment, then suddenly took a step forward and threw herself into Balch's arms, hugging him tightly. Balch was taken aback by her sudden movement and took a step back, then gently patted her back and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

After a while, Seraphina finally spoke, her voice choked with emotion, "I almost had an accident on my way back."

Balch stopped patting her back, "What happened?"

Seraphina looked up at him, "I went to see my grandpa, and Leandro was the one who drove me back..."

Balch nodded.

"On the way, two cars collided and almost hit us..." Seraphina said, "If that car had hit Leandro's car, I could have been a goner..."

Balch listened, then slowly said, "Well, you're alright now, which means you still got some life in you."

Seraphina leaned more into Balch's arms, whispering, "For the first time, I realized how scared I am of dying..."

Balch stood there quietly for a moment, then in a low voice said, "Next time you visit Conway Reynolds, I'll go with you."

Seraphina nodded, hugging him tighter and not willing to let go. Balch didn't say anything else, and the two of them just stood there in the doorway hugging each other, not knowing how many pairs of eyes in the complex had seen them.

Leandro lowered his head to look at the phone, his hand holding the cigarette unmoving.

After a while, Keen came in to report the afternoon's itinerary and immediately sensed the tense atmosphere in the office. In fact, this low-pressure situation had lasted for two days, causing Keen great distress. He reported the afternoon's schedule reluctantly, with Leandro sitting quietly throughout, until he mentioned the evening banquet. Leandro suddenly said, "Cancel it."

Keen was taken aback, looking at Leandro with confusion, wondering if he had heard wrong.

After all, the banquet that night was to entertain the city planning department, a very important event. For Leandro, work was always the most important thing, and this situation was totally out of the ordinary.

Leandro didn't look at him, just quietly smoked. The pale smoke slowly rose, and the man's deep eyes revealed a rare sense of loneliness and coldness.

Keen hesitated for a moment, nodded, quickly crossed out that item from the schedule, and left the office.