Cyrus shook his head and remarked, “With a temper like yours, I wonder what kind of woman could ever put up with you.”
Damon did not respond, concentrating on picking up the chess pieces.
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At the dining table, Cyrus chatted with Damon almost excessively.
N ate a small amount, then set down her cutlery and said, “I’m done. You all take your time.”
As soon as she spoke, everyone at the table looked at her.
Cindy frowned, clearly displeased, but remained silent.
rk turned to N, his voice gentle as he asked, “Is the food not to your liking tonight?”
N shook her head. “No, I’m really full. I remember leaving some. clothes in your roomst time I was here. I’m going to see if I can find.
that dress I liked.”
rk nodded. “Alright.”
Cindy initially considered suggesting that a maid look for the dress but then reconsidered. If N wanted to find it herself, it would save the
service staff the trouble.
Once inside rk’s bedroom, N locked the door behind her and quickly moved to the balcony. After ensuring no one was around, she carefully climbed over to Cyrus‘ study.
Inside the study, she scanned the room, starting with Cyrus‘ desk, which was cluttered withpany documents. She checked the drawers but found nothing useful. It seemed she uld need to look elsewhere.
Just as she was about to leave, she heard footsteps and voices approaching the study. Her face paled. It was toote to escape, so she quickly hid behind the curtain.
The study door opened, and Cyrus‘ voice grew louder as he entered. Damon, you know I never ask for help, no matter how tough things get. But thepany is really in trouble this time. If you help me through this, I’ll repay you with interest.”
Had it not been for thepany’s dire straits and Richard’s refusal to assist, Cyrus would not have approached Damon.
Damon remained indifferent. Just as he was about to speak, he nced toward the curtain. Without showing any reaction, he turned back to Cyrus, who was about to sit in the chair facing the curtain. “Cyrus, sit
over there.”
Cyrus looked puzzled. “Why?”
“I prefer this spot,” Damon deadpanned.
Cyrus sighed and moved to the opposite chair. He then looked at Damon. “About the funding… What do you think?”
Damon’s expression remained cold. “I need to think about it. It’s not at
small amount.”
“I know, but Prospectus Technology is a bigpany, and 150 million. dors shouldn’t be too much of a strain,” Cyrus insisted.
Damon did not respond, his face devoid of emotion.
Sensing Damon’s displeasure, Cyrus sighed. “Damon, you know my character. I wouldn’te to you unless I had no other choice.”
Damon’s expression remained distant Inderstood. I’ll consider it.”
They discussed business for a while longer before leaving the study.
N emerged from behind the curtain and quickly climbed back
through the balcony. <b>She </b>sent a message to her private investigator to look into what was happening with Cyrus‘pany.
After grabbing a random piece of clothing from the wardrobe, she prepared to leave.
As she opened the door, she was startled to find a tall figure standing there. She nearly screamed, but Damon covered her mouth and pushed her back into the room.
The door shut behind them with a bang, and N found herself pinned against it by Damon.
He looked down at her, his expression cold and eyes filled with scrutiny. “What were you doing sneaking into Cyrus‘ study?”
N was taken aback, her face turning pale. Had Damon noticed her earlier?
“U–Uncle Damon… I don’t understand what you’re talking about…” she stammered.
Damon chuckled, but his eyes remained icy. “I saw you hiding behind. the curtain on the left side of the window. If you don’t admit it, I’ll go tell Cyrus right now and see if anything is missing from his study.”
N’s face turned white. She hadn’t taken anything, but if Cyrus found out, he would be on high alert. essing the study would be much harder in the future. Yet, she couldn’t reveal her true intentions.