The moment he said that, Seraphina Quinn was so flustered she almost bit her tongue.
Her mind raced.
"How is that possible? Quinn Morgan married someone else not long after your… incident. That never happened."
Wyatt Quinn said, "Seraphina, you're still a little too naive to be playing mind games with your uncle."
Seraphina Quinn: "…"
Wyatt Quinn continued, "I'll be waiting for you in the study."
Five minutes later, Seraphina Quinn braced herself and walked into Wyatt Quinn's study.
Under the lights, Wyatt Quinn's handsome face was grim, his presence exceptionally oppressive.
He lifted his gaze to Seraphina Quinn, who stood before his desk.
"It's fine if you don't want to talk. It will only cost me some time and effort, but I will find out eventually."
Seraphina Quinn knew she couldn't hide it for long.
With this in mind, she tentatively asked him, "Judging by your reaction, don't tell me you're upset because you found out she's getting married?"
"Impossible."
