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    Everyone turned to the door as Damoh walked in with Lincoln Gunton, the host of the charity event.


    Lincoln wore a smile, but Damon’s demeanor was icy, exuding an unweing aura.


    Tom’s gaze darkened. If only rk had been present, he might have been able to resolve the situation amicably. With Damon involved, however, things were likely to be much moreplicated.


    rk’s expression was also grim. N had almost agreed to his suggestion, but Damon’s arrival threatened to jeopardize the Sumner Group’s cooperation with Gen Pharma.


    “Mr. Damon, this was Jacqueline’s mistake. I’ve assured you that she will apologize andpensate Mrs. Sumner in any way possible,” Tom said, hoping to show respect to the Sumners.


    He knew that if things escted further, it would reflect poorly on everyone involved.


    Damon stopped a few steps away, his gaze frosty enough to freeze someone in ce. “If Jacqueline had been falsely used of theft today, would you ept just a simple apology and some tokenpensation? If that’s your standard, I’ll make sure she experiences. exactly what N went through.”


    Before Tom could respond, a dozen men in ck swiftly entered the room and surrounded Jacqueline.


    The onlookers quickly stepped back, not wanting to be caught in the middle of the unfolding drama.


    “Damon, what do you mean by this?” Tom demanded.


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    Damon’s smilecked warmth. “If Ms. Rainford doesn’t kneel and apologize as promised, I’ll have her stripped right here and now so she can experience the humiliation she deserves.”


    Surrounded by the men in ck, Jacqueline paled with fear. “Tom…


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    The thought of being stripped in public was more terrifying than death. Tears filled her eyes as she looked at Tom, her face etched with dread.


    Tom’s expression turned dark, and he leered at Damon with barely. contained rage. “Damon, must you go this far?”


    “Your woman tried to frame a member of the Sumners, and now you me me for being harsh? Don’t you feel ashamed?” Damon snapped.


    Tom sneered. “Even Ms. Jayston’s husband agreed to my solution. Who are you to interfere?”


    Damon turned to N and asked coldly, “Do you ept Tom’s proposal?”


    Knowing that Damon was standing up for her, N replied firmly, “I don’t. I want Ms. Rainford to keep her word.”


    “You heard her,” Damon said, turning to Jacqueline. His icy gaze made her shiver. “Ms. Rainford, you have ten seconds to decide–kneel or strip. Your choice.”


    Tom’s anger anger


    boiled over. “Damon, don’t think you can do whatever you want in Saintornia. If you anger the Rainfords and Genges, you won’t have an easy time.”


    “Five seconds,” Damon counted.


    Seeing that Damon had no intention of backing down, Tom rushed forward to take Jacqueline away.


    Before he could reach her, one of the men in ck punched him to the floor. Two others pinned him down to prevent further interference.


    “Time’s up, Ms. Rainford. Since you won’t choose, I’ll choose for you,” Damon announced.


    As he finished speaking, the men in ck moved toward Jacqueline.


    “Jacqueline!” Tom shouted, his face paling.


    He struggled to get to her but was held firmly down, helplessly watching as the men in ck closed in on Jacqueline.