Anyone at the scene with an ounce of sense could tell that Cian was deliberately provoking Damian Fairchild.
Damian Fairchild wasn't an idiot.
Of course, he could tell.
But even so, he couldn't just let it go.
He shoved Colin Buckley aside and swung the wine bottle at Cian's head again, but Colin grabbed his wrist once more.
Just then, Seraphina Quinn called Colin Buckley's phone again.
Colin Buckley answered. "Hello..."
"It's me, Seraphina Quinn."
Colin Buckley's eyes narrowed. "Seraphina Quinn? Why do you have Zella Buckley's phone?"
Seraphina cut to the chase. "I'm with Zella."
Colin Buckley quickly understood what was happening.
He released Damian Fairchild's wrist, put the call on speaker, and spoke loudly and deliberately into the phone for Seraphina to hear:
"Seraphina, Mr. York and Damian Fairchild are at each other's throats over you at Number 18, The Gilded Bund. Are you coming?"
