Tangled in His Obsession

Chapter 396

Before this, Bowen had nearly estimated all possible outcomes, providing Sandra the most comprehensive protection he could muster.

He didn’t underestimate the ruthlessness of Leandro’s tactics, yet he still couldn’t escape them.

To some extent, ever since the truth about Valerio revealed, Bowen had sensed this day coming.

Yet when he was confronted with an eerily empty house, he lost control.

In a suburban villa.

This was an old house, spacious but antiquated. The interior was so minimally furnished it was almost austere. A large living room contained only a single sofa.

At this moment, Sandra sat on this sofa, motionless.

Until someone removed the blindfold from her face. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Before her eyes was an unfamiliar room. The floor was mottled and the walls were yellowed with age. The room was so vacant it felt cold.

Outside the window was a dense forest, directionless.

No one spoke to her.

The person who had removed her blindfold had silently retreated to the side.

Sandra wasn’t startled or scared. She sat calmly on the sofa, neither asking who was responsible nor why they had done this.

About half an hour later, the villa door opened, and someone walked in.

Sandra slowly turned her head, recognizing Keen, a man she had encountered a few times before.

Keen slowly approached, standing before her, his expression calm as he watched her.

Before Keen could speak, Sandra was the one to break the silence, “How is Sera?”

Keen slightly furrowed his brows but didn’t answer.

“Please tell me, how is Sera?” Sandra stubbornly asked again, “Is she… alright?”

“Mrs. Reynolds is doing well,” Keen replied. “Since finding out the truth, she has been very happy every day.”

Sandra’s eyes fluttered slightly, then dulled again, reverting to a still-water-like calm. She murmured, “That’s good, that’s good…”

“Ms. Smith, I want to inform you that we brought you here without any ill intentions,” said Keen. “As Mrs. Reynolds’ best friend, it’s hard to stand by and see you in such a predicament. We simply wanted to help.”

Sandra listened without any visible reaction and attempted a strained smile.

How could she not know why she was here?

Bowen’s treatment of Seraphina was now being mirrored by Leandro as payback.

They took Valerio from Seraphina, so Leandro took Sandra from Bowen.

Perhaps only in this way could Bowen truly feel the pain of loss.

As for her, it didn’t matter.

“It’s okay,” Sandra said. “Where I am makes no difference to me.”

Her acceptance surprised Keen slightly.

Considering they had forcibly brought her here, he had expected some resistance. To see her so compliant was unexpected.

This made things more straightforward, and Keen breathed a sigh of relief.

“Ms. Smith, if you need anything, feel free to ask,” Keen said. “We will do our best to accommodate your needs.”

Upon hearing this, Sandra’s eyes flickered again, and she slowly asked, “What if I want to see Sera?”

Hearing this, Keen fell silent and didn’t respond.

In the end, Sandra smiled sadly and said, “It’s alright, I was just saying. I know she doesn’t want to see me… Don’t worry, I won’t cause any trouble…”

Keen didn’t respond, and Sandra asked, “Why did you bring me here? What do you want me to do?”

Keen looked at Sandra’s pale face, and the words he had prepared somehow got his throat.

“Go ahead, Sandra said. “I know that Leandro wouldn’t just want me to live here in peace, right?”

Keen took a deep breath and said, “Mr. Reynolds hopes that you can testify against Bowen and his crimes.”

Hearing this, Sandra couldn’t help but pale.

“You know what Bowen had done. He planned to swap our young master; hired a hitman to cause an accident which nearly cost you your life; and faked your death, creating a false identity for you… No one knows better than you.”

Yes, no one knows better than me…” Sandra murmured.

“Perhaps you need some time to make a decision,” Keen said. “That’s okay, I’ll give you time to consider. Whether you’re willing or not, it’s your choice. No one will force you.”

Sandra lowered her head, staring blankly at the floor in front of her, not speaking for a long time.

Keen didn’t linger, and soon left.

It was a long time after his left before Sandra seemed to come back to herself, letting out a strange chuckle.

Indeed, she was also a participant in the event of Valerio being swapped. How could Leandro let her off easily?

Bowen must be punished, and so was she.

And Leandro knew exactly what would be the best punishment for her.

He gave her space, time, and choice, yet all these things brought her nothing but endless torment…

Her guilt towards Seraphina was so overwhelming that she was willing to do anything to make amends, but Leandro’s demand was for her to testify against Bowen.

Bowen, the man she despised and resented to the core…

She should have made the decision without hesitation.

But she couldn’t.

She couldn’t testify against him.

But if she didn’t, she could never make up for what she owed Seraphina-

It seemed like an unsolvable vicious circle.

But what if she died?