Baron Cillian O’Connell was a descendant of one of Ireland’s old royal families. Nathan had quickly searched for him online when Sophie made an excuse to go tend to something.
Baron’s bloodline carried weight. He was literally a prince. In today’s world, his word was power. His name opened doors for anyone. And worse than that, he was Rosie’s ex-boyfriend.
How was he ever going to beat that?!
Distressed, Nathan walked to the bar to pour himself a drink. One thing he liked the most about rich people’s parties were the exquisite drinks they always had.
He poured himself a shot and cringed. “Why was she prancing around with her ex-boyfriend, anyways? She could have saved me from the stress of coming here in the first place.”
He took a second shot and winced. Was it just him, or was the
