“Let go!” Damon said.


    Looking into Damon’s angry eyes, N finally felt a sense of relief after surviving the ordeal, and her eyes reddened. She slowly opened her hand, revealing the bloody mess of her palm and the piece of ss embedded in it.


    Damon’s expression darkened as he picked her up and headed out.


    N grabbed his shirt cor, her voice weak. “Mr. Sumner, just have someone bring me some clothes.”


    If Damon carried her out of thepany, rumors would undoubtedly spread like wildfire by the next day.


    Damon looked down at her, his gaze cold. Upon seeing her pale, delicate face looking so pitiful, his expression darkened further. “Your hand is injured. It needs immediate attention.”


    N shook her head stubbornly. “There’s a first–aid kit in theb. I can take care of it myself and go to the hospitalter.”


    Damon could tell that she didn’t want to be associated with him, so his expression grew even darker. “Should I call rk for you?”


    N tightened her grip on his shirt before shaking her head. “No. Just call the police for me.”Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    “Alright,” he said, setting her down and calling Spencer to bring a set of women’s clothes.


    Soon, Spencer entered theb with the clothes. Seeing N disheveled and wearing Damon’s jacket, he was astonished.


    Could it be that… Damon and N…


    Noticing Spencer’s expression, Damon knew what he was thinking. With


    a poker face, he instructed, “Give her the clothes and notify security to take the man in the equipment room to the police.”


    Spencer snapped out of his surprise and handed the clothes to N.


    “Thank you,” N said, then took the clothes and walked to the


    restroom.


    Although the drug’s effects hadn’t fully worn off, she had rested enough to change clothes.


    Spencer went to the equipment room and found Dn lying on the floor. It finally dawned on him what had happened.


    A few minutester, the security team arrived and took Dn to the police station.


    “Mr. Sumner, about Dn…” Spencer began.


    A cold glint shed in Damon’s eyes. “I don’t want to see him out again. Also, delete all the surveince footage from today in theb building.”


    “Yes, sir!” Spencer replied.


    N changed into the new clothes and washed her face in the restroom. Upon seeing her swollen cheeks in the mirror, her eyes


    dimmed.


    When she returned to theb, Damon and Spencer were gone, and


    Dn had been taken away.


    The equipment room had been restored to its original state. If not for the stinging pain in her face, she might have thought it had all been a bad dream.


    She bandaged her hand and sent a message to HR, requesting leave to go to the hospital. The wound was deep, and she needed a tetanus shot.


    N entered the payment hall with the paperwork in hand and immediately spotted rk and Jordyn leaving.


    rk was holding some documents, his brow furrowed slightly as he spoke quietly to Jordyn. Jordyn, in turn, smiled patiently and exined things to him.


    It seemed that rk was apanying Jordyn for a prenatal check–up.


    N couldn’t help but smile wryly. They looked more like a couple than she and rk ever did.


    She turned to head in the opposite direction, but rk appeared to sense something and looked her way. He recognized N’s back, and his frown deepened. He began walking toward her, but Jordyn grabbed his wrist.


    “rko, we need to go for the check–up. Don’t you have a meetingter?


    she reminded him.