Jesse moved Dion to the couch in the room, everyone could still his—— 'how dare you', ' the pride of a knight!' And other mumblings as he lay unconscious on the couch. Bree shot a glimpse to her overtly angry aide and then turned to look at her fourth consort. " What's going on?"
A sheepish expression came over Dominic's face as he turned to look at an angry Cian. " I am sorry, I didn't know that you were still having lunch with your wife."
Cian only angrily glared at him before heaving a huge breath and then turning his attention to Bree before motioning his hands towards Dominic. " He is my friend."
Bree stared at Dominic——flaming red hair and that obnoxious grin, she didn't even have to smell his scent of white oleander, wormwood and bitter almonds to know who he was, with an arched brow, she asked, " A cockatrice? Is your friend?"
