Seraphina Quinn's words were harsh.
Damian Fairchild knew she had misunderstood and instinctively tried to explain, "Mrs. Fairchild, it's not what you think..."
Seraphina Quinn had no desire to hear his explanation. That wasn't why she had come.
She had been in a hurry just now, telling the driver to speed up. That, combined with her disgust over Chloe Kendall, was now making her feel nauseous.
She felt the urge to vomit but couldn't. "Are you planning to make me stand here and talk?"
Damian Fairchild could see she looked pale and was about to support her. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell...?"
There was a faint scent of perfume on Damian Fairchild, one that clearly wasn't his own.
Seraphina Quinn figured it must have been left by Chloe Kendall.
Because of this, Seraphina Quinn refused to let Damian Fairchild touch her.
She instinctively took two steps back. "I can walk on my own."
