Seraphina Sterling ended up coming over after all. Terrence Grant's reluctance couldn't stop her.
"Genevieve, how are you?"
"Don't worry, I'm fine! Logan Grant is in much worse shape than me—his face is a mess! I'm sorry. I was so useless. If I hadn't been captured, you and Logan wouldn't have had to come rescue me! And you wouldn't have gotten hurt!" Genevieve Churchill said, filled with guilt.
"What are you talking about? I was their target. You were dragged into this because of me! I never imagined they'd go after you!" If anyone should be sorry, Seraphina Sterling felt it was her.
"So, is everything sorted out? If not, you can ask my brother for help. He's incredibly capable! There's nothing he can't handle!" Genevieve Churchill said, acting as if nothing had happened as she relentlessly praised her brother, Julian Churchill.
Seraphina Sterling glanced over at the tall man standing to the side—the head of Veridia City's Churchill family.
