"Mr. Fairchild, just because I let her go doesn't mean the score between you, Audrey, and me is settled…"
Damian Fairchild was concise:
"Audrey and I are secretly divorced. This is a secret that can't be made public. If you don't want her to die, you'd better keep your mouth shut."
Charles Winslow's brow furrowed deeply. "You… you're divorced? Then why is she still willing to have a second child with you…"
But his only reply was the BEEP BEEP BEEP of Damian Fairchild hanging up the phone.
Half an hour later, Seraphina Quinn was dropped off at her residence near the film set.
Nora Morgan had been waiting for a long time.
The moment she saw Seraphina Quinn being pushed out of a black minivan, Nora Morgan rushed forward, her face full of worry. "Miss Quinn, are you all right?"
Seraphina Quinn had been through an ordeal; it would be a lie to say she wasn't scared.
She felt as if she had just escaped death, and her legs were weak.
