<b>Chapter </b><b>355 </b>


    Although rk was holding N, her displeasure was evident.


    Clearly, she was unhappy with the situation. Additionally, his hand was concealed inside her coat, which seemed highly suspicious.


    “What are you doing here?” Damon demanded.


    His cold gaze settled on rk as he tapped lightly on the desk, emanating an oppressive aura.


    rk leaned closer to N and whispered, “Speak.”


    His hand, hidden behind N, shifted slightly, causing her to go rigid. N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    At that moment, Damon finally realized what felt so off


    His eyes turned icy as he fixed his sharp gaze on rk. It was as if it could cut through him at any


    moment.


    *rk, it seems you really want to join your father!” Damon threatened.


    Intimidated by Damon’s aura, rk’s hand on N’s waist trembled.


    He took a deep breath and forced himself to meet Damon’s eyes. “Uncle Damon, if I hadn’t done this, you wouldn’t have agreed to see me, right?”


    “I’m giving you three seconds to let her go. Otherwise, I’ll ensure you understand the meaning of regret!”


    Damon warned.


    Instead ofplying, rk merely smirked. “Uncle Damon, the worst mistake you can make in a


    negotiation is acting rashly. Revealing your hand too early only puts you at a disadvantage.”


    “What do you want?” Damon demanded.


    <i>“</i>You should already know what I want. Why bother asking rk retorted.


    Damon picked up the internal line. “Contact the individuals in charge of the contracts rk stole. Tell them that if they agree to drop the matter, Prospectus Technology will continue to work with them and increase their profit margin by 10%.*


    N froze. She hadn’t expected Damon to make such a decisive move on her behalf. She was overwhelmed with mixed emotions.


    After hanging up, Damon looked up at rk with a steely gaze. “Now, will you let her go?”


    *Don’t be in such a rush, Uncle Damon. My secretary will call me when everything is settled. I’ll release her then, rk replied.


    Damon remained silent, his gaze chillingly cold. If rk weren’t his nephew<b><i>, </i></b>and if anyone else dared to threaten him like this, Damon would ensure they didn’t live to see another day.


    Soon enough, rk’s phone rang. He did not answer it, merely smiling at Damon. “Uncle Damon, you really keep your word. It seems N is very important to you.”


    Although he was smiling, there was no warmth in his eyes.


    “I don’t want to hear any of this nonsense,” Damon retorted.


    rk chuckled and removed his hand from N’s waist.


    In the next moment, Damon’s expression darkened. “You yed me!”


    What rk had been holding wasn’t a knife or anything dangerous–it was merely a stic cake knife.


    N was stunned, her frown deepening. The sensation she had felt against her waist shouldn’t havee from a stic knife.


    However, if rk had truly been holding a knife, she still couldn’t have acted rashly. Who knew what he might do in a fit of madness?


    “Uncle Damon, I didn’t have a choice. If you had been willing to help me, none of this would have happened today,” rk insisted.


    Damon sneered, unwilling to waste any more words on him. “Get out!”


    He would ensure rk learned the cost of ying games with him.


    rk’s expression remained calm as he said slowly, “Uncle Damon, my dad’spany is all I have left. If you go after it, I can’t promise I won’t do something drastic.”


    <b>“</b>Are you threatening me?” Damon’s voice was low.