Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 618

That included staying far away from her daughter!

Blanche quickly turned to Dr. Hayes. "Please get some rest. I'll have Sera come by first thing in the morning to check on you."

Seraphina chimed in with a perfectly obedient goodbye.

At this point, no one could possibly derail her future or her identity.

Her taut nerves completely unwound, and a wave of pure ecstasy washed over her.

She wanted to leave with Sebastian.

Turning around, she noticed he was deep in conversation with Dr. Hayes.

Deciding not to interrupt, she headed out with Blanche to wait for him.

As she walked past Sylvia, Seraphina smirked. "I'm sorry. Let me know when you book your flight; I'll come see you off as a final gesture. As for the car crash, I won't escalate it or dig into who was really behind it. We still need to save some face, after all."

Her supposed concession dripped with arrogance.

Sylvia slowly lifted her gaze, staring at her in silence for a long time. It was impossible to tell what she was thinking. She didn't look angry; in fact, she possessed a chillingly calm demeanor. "We'll discuss this after the holidays. There's no rush."

She bypassed Seraphina and Blanche, walking straight out the door.

Seraphina's brow furrowed.

Why was she so calm?

Quentin emerged from the living room, taking a long, hard look at Seraphina's bandaged arm. After dropping a brief "Glad you're okay," he strode purposefully toward Sylvia.

Watching this unfold, Blanche's face fell.

It had been over two decades.

How did Sylvia still hold such a tight grip on Quentin's heart?

"Mom?" Seraphina, sensing her mother's thoughts, whispered, "You're not thinking about..."

Sebastian followed behind them at a leisurely pace.

The sight made the blood drain from Seraphina's face.

A wave of panic slammed into her chest, as if neither the title of Dr. Hayes's granddaughter nor the spot by Sebastian's side truly belonged to her.

She marched forward, throwing caution to the wind.

"Please get some rest. We've caused you too much worry tonight," Seraphina said to the older woman, before flashing a calculated smile at the man. "Sebastian, let's go."

She heavily emphasized the word "let's," marking her territory.

Sebastian finally looked at her.

Before he could respond, hurried footsteps echoed from the hallway.

It was Dr. Hayes's executive assistant, holding up a phone with an active call screen. "Chairwoman Hayes, Seaport City is on the line. They said the DNA test results are in and need to speak with you immediately."