At these words, Damian Fairchild's breathing grew heavy. "Cian, you better hope you don't fall into my hands, or I'll make you wish you were dead!"
Damian Fairchild hung up on Cian.
By the time he arrived at Quinn Manor, Seraphina Quinn had already left.
Damian Fairchild's mood grew even fouler, his expression as dark as a storm cloud.
He summoned Mr. Felix and asked, "Did she say where she was going?"
Mr. Felix had rather complicated feelings about Damian Fairchild.
Although Damian Fairchild had helped the Quinn Family rebuild their business, his attitude toward Seraphina Quinn was always unpredictable, which made Mr. Felix resent him somewhat.
But he was just a butler for the Quinn Family, so it wasn't his place to say certain things.
"The young miss heard that Miss Sterling was hospitalized, so she went to the hospital to visit her."
Damian Fairchild's thick, dark brows furrowed. "Claire Sterling?"
Mr. Felix replied, "Yes."
