"Mr. Sterling?"
After all, they were both from prominent families—Leon Sterling wasn't a stranger to Quinn Wallace. Though usually, it was Quinn's father dealing with Leon, the two of them hadn’t really interacted much before.
"What are you doing here?" Heather Taylor looked at Leon, clearly surprised.
"If I hadn't come, were you seriously planning to settle down with some Damien Hart knockoff?" Leon shot a sharp glance at Quinn, visibly pissed.
Had it been anyone else, maybe he could’ve tolerated it. But Quinn had that subtle resemblance to Damien. She clearly hadn’t moved on!
"A substitute? What do you mean?" Quinn adjusted his glasses with a confused look.
"Leon, that’s enough, stop with the nonsense," Heather cut in, frowning hard. "Mr. Wallace is just himself, not
