<b>Chapter </b><b>120 </b>
Damon was reviewing documents <b>in </b>his office at Prospectus Technology when his personal phone <b>suddenly </b>rang.
He answered, and Marie’s booming voice came through. “Damon,e home for dinner tonight.” Damon nced at the pile of unfinished documents and immediately refused. “I’m busy.”N?velDrama.Org: owner of this content.
“No matter what, you must make time tonight. Otherwise, I’ll go to your office and drag you home myself,<b>” </b>Marie warned.
Marie’smanding tone left Damon feeling helpless.
“There’s too much to do today. I really can’t make it,” he said.
“No excuses. You muste back for dinner. Even with your busy schedule, you can always spare time for a meal,” Marie insisted.
Without giving Damon a chance to respond, Marie hung up.
By the time N and rk had moved N’s things back to the vi, it was already past 4:00 p.m.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, they headed to the Sumner residence.
As rk pulled up to the entrance, Damon was about to walk in. Hearing the car, Damon turned around, his eyes narrowing slightly upon seeing the license te. His expression became distant.
N noticed Damon first from inside the car and subconsciously tightened her grip on the seatbelt. rk also saw Damon, and his gaze darkened. “Let’s get out.”
As soon as N stepped out of the car, rk walked over and took her hand.
At that moment, N’s skin crawled. If Damon hadn’t been watching, she would have pulled away from rk’s touch.
Noticing N’spliance, rk smiled and led her toward Damon. “Uncle Damon, what a coincidence.”
“Mm.” Damon’s gaze passed over their joined hands before settling on N’s face. “Why aren’t <b>you </b>saying hello?”
N flushed with embarrassment. She had assumed that Damon would ignore her after what had happened in the restaurant. However, she didn’t expect him to make things difficult in front of rk.
She bit her lip and murmured, “Uncle Damon.”
Damon’s gaze lingered on her red lips for a moment before he turned away coldly.
Noting Damon’s frosty attitude toward N, rk was slightly surprised but quickly masked it with a smile. “Uncle Damon<b>, </b>N is quite shy. You might scare her like that.”
<b>“</b>If she’s scared, she shouldn’t have been brought along,” Damon retorted.
With that, Damon turned and walked away.
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Watching his retreating figure, N felt a wave of indescribable sadness. From the look he gave her, it was clear he genuinely disliked her.
Although this was the oue she wanted, she felt no joy at all.
As rk led N into the living room, Damon was already seated on the sofa, talking to Richard and
Marie.
Upon seeing the smiles on Richard and Marie’s faces<b>, </b>rk’s gaze darkened.
No matter <i>how </i>hard he tried, their attitude toward him was always lukewarm, unlike the enthusiasm they showed Damon.
“Grandpa<i>, </i>Grandma,” the couple greeted.
Marie looked at rk and N with a smile. “rk, N, you’re here. Have a seat. Ms. Hulle will be here shortly.”
After exchanging greetings with the elders, N took a seat next to rk but kept a slight distance from
him.
Marie didn’t pay much attention to them. After all, their presence was merely a formality for tonight.
“Damon, do <i>you </i>remember what I told you earlier? Be attentive to Ms. Hulle tonight, or I won’t forgive you!”
Damon’s peripheral vision caught sight of N, who was staring at the floor, lost in thought.
Noticing herck of reaction to Marie’s words, Damon exuded a chilly aura.