As Elise York spoke, Seraphina Quinn's gaze shifted to Damian Fairchild.
The man, dressed in a sharp suit, had an exceptionally tall and slender build.
His phoenix eyes watched Elise York with deep intensity, and his voice held a rare, doting tenderness. "Of course."
After he spoke, his gaze flickered over to Seraphina indifferently.
He looked at her as if she were a complete stranger.
After his eyes met Seraphina Quinn's for a few seconds, he looked away, his gaze landing on Mrs. Sommers. "I hear you're about to become a grandmother, Mrs. Sommers?"
To be honest, Mrs. Sommers felt quite awkward.
Seraphina Quinn was Damian Fairchild's ex-wife, yet here she was, pregnant with her own son's child. As the future mother-in-law… her feelings were more than a little complicated.
She forced a smile. "Yes... yes, that's right."
Just as she was about to change the subject, Damian Fairchild suddenly let out a meaningful laugh.
