But Seraphina Quinn had no idea a car was secretly following her.
Her mind was consumed by the photo Cian had sent her, the one of Claire Sterling pinned beneath him.
Even though she and Claire Sterling had been rivals since childhood, Seraphina Quinn cherished their family ties. She couldn't bear to see Claire toyed with, or even ruined, by Cian.
That was why she had made this trip—to see if she could pull Claire Sterling back from the abyss.
If she gave it her all and Claire still stubbornly insisted on being with Cian, then there would be nothing more to say.
「Half an hour later, at Dragon's Crest, Cian's private mansion.」
Seraphina Quinn got out of a taxi and explained the reason for her visit to the guard at the gate, but he didn't let her in immediately.
The guard eyed her appraisingly. "Please wait a moment. I'll call Mr. York and ask."
The guard had barely finished speaking when a woman who appeared to be a housekeeper walked out of the mansion.
