The thought that the child in Seraphina Quinn's womb might be Elias Sommers's made Damian Fairchild's anger flare.
His words to Seraphina Quinn grew even more scathing.
"Have you no shame? Aren't you perfectly aware of what you've done? Scheming to play me and Elias Sommers against each other... How can you be so shameless?"
"You seduce me into bed with one hand while trying to hook Elias Sommers with the other so you can become Mrs. Sommers. After all that, do you really need anyone else to humiliate you...?"
As Damian Fairchild uttered the last syllable, Seraphina Quinn snatched a glass of water from the coffee table and splashed it in his face.
The act made Elise York shriek in disbelief. "Seraphina Quinn, what do you think you're doing?"
But Seraphina Quinn didn't even spare her a glance. Her eyes were fixed on Damian Fairchild, whose face was dangerously grim, as she said in a frigid tone,
