Linden Nathan looked up, his brow furrowed. "He reached an agreement with Cecilia?"
He recalled that Damian Hawthorne never seemed to like Cecilia. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone years without making their relationship official.
"No, it was... Sharon Quincy."
The moment the assistant finished speaking, the cup in Linden Nathan's hand fell to the floor with a CRASH.
"What did you say?" Linden Nathan thought he had misheard. "Who did you say Damian Hawthorne reached an agreement with?"
"Sharon Quincy. The one our Nathan Corporation sponsors."
Recalling what Sharon Quincy had told him a while ago, Linden Nathan's eyelid twitched.
'Could the powerful man from Korsyth that Sharon mentioned—the one willing to marry into our family—be Damian Hawthorne...?' Linden Nathan's expression darkened. "Absolutely not!"
'Damian Hawthorne is the man Cecilia likes. How could he be with Sharon Quincy?'
