Seeing N’s indifferent gaze, Damon realized that continuing the discussion tonight would be futile.


    “Then get some rest. We’ll talk again tomorrow,” he said.


    “There’s no need to talk, Mr. Sumner. Please don’te back to disturb my peaceful life,” N replied coldly.


    The chill,bined with a hint of disdain in N’s eyes, struck Damon like a heavy blow, leaving his face pale.


    “Then I’ll… leave for now. If you feel unwell, just call me,” he offered.


    N did not respond<b>. </b>She simply walked to the door and opened it.


    Damon pressed his lips together, standing in the living room for a moment before sighing and leaving.


    After closing the door, N leaned against it, exhaling softly as her emotions churned.


    Downstairs, Damon’s face was stormy with <b>anger</b>.


    “Bring Reba to me!” he roared.


    Less than an hourter, two men in ck suits brought Reba into Damon’s vi.


    Damon sat on the sofa, his gaze cold and filled with rage.


    Reba had never seen him like this before <b>and </b>was trembling with fear. Her voice quivered as she spoke. “Damon… I…”


    “Reba, the biggest regret I have now is being with you back then,” Damon said.


    Reba turned pale, tears welling up in her <b>eyes</b>. “Damon… do you really hate me that much?”


    “I don’t hate you. I just find you disgusting,” he spat.


    The disgust in his eyes was like a knife to Reba’s heart. She bit her lip hard, tasting blood but refusing to let go.


    The men in ck forced Reba to sit opposite Damon, where a documenty on the table. “Sign this document, and we’ll have no further connection. I owe you nothing.” Damon stated. Even without opening it, Reba could guess what the document was about.


    “No, I won’t sign it!” she cried, shrinking back and shaking her head as tears continued to fall. Damon’s smile was cold. “I advise you to sign it. If you don’t, don’t ever use the favor you did for me back then as a bargaining chip. I’ve given you a chance, but you refused.”


    “No, you can’t do this to me!” Reba said, looking up at him. “Damon, I carried you down the mountain when you were unconscious<b>, </b>falling countless times and getting injured. Now, just because I drugged you tonight, you want to cut ties with me? How can you be so ungrateful?”


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    Damon’s gaze was icy. “Do you know what happened to people who drugged me in the past?”


    The only reason Reba was still sitting there was because of the favor she had done for him. No matter how significant the favor was, using it as a shield for her repeated scheming had worn out Damon’s patience.


    Reba trembled, unable to meet his gaze.


    “I won’t sign it no matter what. You owe me a life!” she cried.


    Damon’s eyes narrowed, <b>his </b>aura growing cold.


    Everyone else in the room held their breath, knowing that attracting Damon’s attention while he was furious was akin to courting death.


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    Nathaniel burst in, looking anxious. Seeing that Reba was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief and red at Damon..


    “Damon, what is the meaning of having your men suddenly take Reba away?” he demanded.


    Damon looked up, his voice cold. “Why don’t you ask her yourself what tonight’s drugging was all about?”