Damian Fairchild cut her off coldly. "So, you came to him?"
Seraphina Quinn: "I..."
Damian Fairchild gave her no chance to speak. "Why do you think he has the ability to sort this out for you?"
Seraphina Quinn explained truthfully, "Because the York Family has connections in this circle. You're in the business world, so I didn't think you could help..."
A sardonic smile played on Damian Fairchild's lips. "Is that so? If you hadn't told me you were here to ask him for a favor, I would've thought you were here on a date with him."
Damian Fairchild's gaze fell on her meticulously applied makeup. "Back when you were with me, I never saw you wear makeup."
After dropping that line, Damian Fairchild turned and left, his handsome face cold as ice.
At that moment, the words Damian Fairchild had said to her before echoed in Seraphina Quinn's mind.
