The hotel room wasn't large.
Damian Fairchild could take in the entire layout with a single glance, and his eyes immediately fell on Seraphina Quinn, who was lying on the large bed, facing away from the door... seemingly already asleep.
His gaze lingered on Seraphina Quinn for a few seconds before he pulled it away.
He looked at Tanya Thorne's obviously guilty face and narrowed his eyes. "Miss Thorne, would it be convenient for me to come in and sit for a moment?"
Tanya Thorne was so nervous her palms began to sweat.
Earlier, during dinner in the private room, she had learned about the situation Seraphina Quinn was now facing.
Damian Fairchild had amnesia and was about to marry the daughter of a high-ranking official.
Not only that, but Seraphina Quinn's son had also been taken by the Fairchild Family.
If rumors about Damian Fairchild and Seraphina Quinn were to spread now, and his fiancée found out, Seraphina would certainly be secretly targeted.
