"Wait… how?" Cyril blinked. "How is she—? I thought she was just a new staff member at the estate."
"She is Brianna's daughter." Eric said bluntly. "And because of that, she is my responsibility. Which means you will stay away from her."
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Mrs. Hart? Mrs. Hart has a daughter? Oh shit. Sera Hart!" Cyril's usual smirk was replaced with genuine shock. "I had no idea! I thought she was just a new hire—someone helping out at the estate temporarily. I mean, wow… no, I didn't know she was Brianna's kid."
"You will stay away from her."
"Alpha, it's not like I am going to hurt the girl." Cyril smiled.
"Won't you?" Eric's eyes narrowed dangerously, pupils contracting. "Do you have any idea how many broken hearts trail behind you, Cyril? Is she supposed to be another trophy for you to hang up on your wall?"
"Alpha, it's just a party invite. Nothing more."
