Mockery shed in Connor Bambra’s eyes. “Why is it that you can dish it out, but you can’t take it?<b>” </b>


    Erin stood up, sneering. “You think standing up for Reba will get you a partnership with Prospectus Technology? Idiot!”


    Although Connor had been thinking along those lines, being called out by Erin before everyone made his face darken with anger.


    “I think you’re just bitter because you can’t get the man you want, and now you’reshing out at everyone,” he taunted.


    “You-” Erin was livid. She shot to her feet and said coldly, “You’ll regret this!”


    With that, she spun around and stormed out of the room.


    Throughout the ordeal, Damon watched the scene unfold with an indifferent expression, not a hint of emotion on his face.


    The room quickly returned to its lively atmosphere, as if nothing had happened.


    Despite the apparent calm, Reba couldn’t shake her unease.


    In the past, even if someone spoke ill of her behind her back, Damon would never have let it slide if he found out. Yet just now, Erin had called her a homewrecker to her face, and Damon hadn’t even reacted.


    It seemed he truly didn’t love her anymore. If it weren’t for the favor of saving his life, which she used to ckmail him, he probably wouldn’t even let her near him. The thought made her chest tighten.


    Reba stood up and told everyone with a forced smile, “You all keep chatting. I need to use the restroom.”


    After stepping out of the room, she took a deep breath, hoping to release her frustration with the exhale, but it didn’t help.


    She walked to the window at the end of the hallway, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it. Her expression was full of irritation.


    Whether Damon loved her or not, she had to marry him.


    Meanwhile, the enraged Erin was about to leave after storming out of the room when she spotted N. Her eyes narrowed as she changed course and headed straight for her.


    N was talking with Vrie when a voice interrupted them. She turned her head and saw Erin, her expression immediately turning cold.


    There was no point in pretending to be friendly–they had already fallen out.


    Erin didn’t care about N’s frosty demeanor. Smirking, she said slowly, “Ms. N, I really admire how calm you are.”


    N remained impassive. “Ms. Hulle, haven’t you learned that it’s rude to interrupt people when they’re eating?”


    Erin’s tone was dripping with sarcasm, her gaze full of disdain. “Is it because Damon kicked you to the curb without hesitation as soon as Reba returned that you’re in such a bad mood, Ms. Jayston?”


    She had assumed Damon was truly into N, but apparently not. Otherwise, her wouldn’t have gotten back together with Reba.


    N frowned, about to respond, but Vrie couldn’t hold back any longer. “Erin, are you insane? You came over here just to ruin our meal?


    “Even if N and Damon broke up, at least they were together. You’ve been trying everything to get with Damon, and he doesn’t even give you a second nce, does he?” N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    That hit a sore spot.


    Erin sneered. “So what if they were together? He dumped her in no time. To Damon, she was just a distraction while Reba was away!”


    Vrie mmed her cutlery onto the table, ring at Erin. <b>“</b>Keep spewing your nonsense, and I’ll tear your mouth off!”


    Erin scoffed. “I’m just telling the truth. Oh, by the way, Damon is hosting a wee- back party for Reba in Room 1. If you don’t want to embarrass yourselves, I suggest you finish eating and leave.”


    With that, she walked away with a smile and her chin held high.


    Vrie, shaking with anger, stood up and started toward Room 1.


    N quickly got up and grabbed her arm. “Vrie, don’t go.”


    “Let me go! I’m going to crash that party! Reba just got back, and Damon’s already broken up with you. This is too much!” Vrie hissed.


    “I was the one who ended things, and I don’t want anything more to do with them,” N said.