Finally, Damon shifted his icy gaze from N and turned to Gabriel. “Let’s go.”
Gabriel nodded and led Damon toward the office, leaving Spencer behind.
Once the two men had entered, Spencer turned to N. “Ms. Jayston, don’t take Mr. Sumner’s words to heart. He actually-” Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.
Before he could finish, N interrupted, “Mr. Hogg, I won’t take it to heart. I’m just working at Prospectus Technology, not one of its employees. Besides, aside from any mistakes in my work, Mr. Sumner has no right to dictate how I should act.”
Spencer was at a loss for words and could only sigh in response.
A few minutester, Gabriel and Damon emerged from the office.
N ignored thempletely and walked straight to her own office.
Damon’s expression darkened, but he remained silent.
After Damon left, Gabriel returned to N’s desk. “N, I’d like to talk to you.”
Without looking up, N replied, “If it’s about what just happened, there’s no need to discuss it. I don’t think I did anything wrong.”
Nearby, Melody couldn’t help but eavesdrop, her curiosity piqued. Her instincts told her the conversation was rted to Damon.
Gabriel smiled with a hint of helplessness. “You’re still as stubborn as ever. I’m not trying to lecture you. I just wanted to say that you don’t have to be so strong all the time. I can protect you.”
N found his words a bit strange but couldn’t quite pinpoint why. She frowned and looked up at him. “No need. I can handle things on my own without troubling others.”
Gabriel’s hands clenched involuntarily as he smiled. “I’m not just anyone. I’m your brother.”
“Even so, I don’t need it. I’m going to take a nap now, so you should rest too,” N said.
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Without waiting for Gabriel’s reaction, she pulled out a pillow andy down
Gabriel stood by her desk for a few seconds before turning and heading back to his desk
The entire afternoon passed with Gabriel unable to find an opportunity to talk to N, so he eventually gave up.
As work was ending. N received a text from Damon.
Damon: Come to my office. I have something to discuss with you. It’s work- rted
After reading it, N responded with a cold, indifferent message and left the office
Damon had been waiting for her reply.
When his phone buzzed within a minute, he quickly checked it, and his expression darkened immediately
N: [Mr. Sumner, it’s after working hours. If it’s work–rted, please contact me during office hours tomorrow]
Spencer walked in with documents and couldn’t help shuddering when he saw Damon’s grim face
Since the breakup. Damon’s mood had been as unpredictable as the weather in
Saintornia
“Mr. Sumner, these are the documents that need your signature today.” Spencer said.
Seeing Damon’s silence, Spencer carefully ced the documents on the desk
and turned to leave
A momentter, Damon’s cold voice came from behind. “Important documents should be sent to my vi. Leave the rest until tomorrow.”
*
Spencer hadn’t even turned around before Damon stormed out of the office, leaving him to guess that Damon was heading straight to find N.
While driving swiftly to the hotel where N was staying, Damon called her.
After several rings, the call was answered, and N’s voice came through, cold and distant. “Mr. Sumner, it’s after working hours.”