"How did you know he's already in Korsyth?"
Sharon Quincy's heart pounded in terror.
She had only just received the news. How could Damian Hawthorne act like he'd known all along?
'Deep down, she didn't want Damian Hawthorne to meet Linden Nathan.'
"Don't forget, Miss Nathan, my information network in Korsyth is just as good as your Nathan Family's." Seeing Sharon Quincy's reaction, Damian Hawthorne watched her with his deep-set eyes, his expression unreadable.
Sharon Quincy lowered her gaze, her fingers tightening into fists.
'How could she forget?'
In the past, Linden Nathan would have definitely messaged her the day before he arrived, not just notified her after he was already in Korsyth.
"Don't you want to marry me, Miss Nathan? Why are you so nervous at the thought of me meeting your father?"
Damian Hawthorne's thin lips curved slightly, his brown eyes so deep that they betrayed no emotion.
