<b>Chapter </b><b>746 </b>
Over the past few years, thepany had produced several well–received games that revitalized its reputation. It had be one of the more profitable subsidiaries of the Wilkie Group.
Damon said coldly, “Prepare a gift. I’ll go over in person.”
After hanging up, he set his phone down, his gaze growing colder.
If Gabriel dared to do anything to N again, he wouldn’t let it slide, even with the Wilkies backing Gabriel!
After all, their little family of three had finally found a bit of peace, and he wouldn’t allow anyone to disrupt that.
The next morning, as N got up to wash up, she noticed that the blister from the burn on her tongue was already fading. It was only a bit red and swollen now, and in a couple of days, it should bepletely healed. Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.
Once she finished washing up, she went downstairs to find Damon having breakfast. As he heard hering, he looked up just in time to meet her gaze.
N smiled awkwardly. “Good morning.”
“Morning. How’s your tongue feeling?” Damon asked.
Worried he might insist on applying medication himself, N quickly replied, “It’s fine now. There’s no need for any oral gel.”
Damon smirked. “Are you afraid I’ll have to treat you?<b>” </b>
“No, I just wanted to let you know it’s really fine. No need to trouble you,” N replied stubbornly.
“I thought you might be shy <b>or </b>something,” Damon teased.
“How could I be? Definitely not!” N hissed.
“Well, as long as that’s the case,” Damon hummed.
His dark eyes fixed on her as if he could see right through her thoughts.
N lowered her gaze and sat down across from him.
Mason had already finished breakfast and left for school<b>, </b>so it was just the two of them at the table, making the atmosphere a bit quiet.
After breakfast, Damon and N headed to work together.
During the ride, neither of them spoke.
As they neared thepany building, Damon put down the files in his hands and asked N, “Do you have any ns next Friday?”
“No, why?” N asked.
“Could you apany me to a party?” Damon Invited
N frowned. “What kind of
party?”
She had never been interested in parties, feeling like everyone wore a mask and it all felt so unreal. Thankfully, she didn’t have to deal with business and rarely attended these events.
“It’s Pedro Wilkie’s birthda
party. I need a femalepanion, and since everyone knows we’re back together, it wouldn’t be appropriate to bring another woman,” Damon exined.
That reason waspelling enough for N to agree. After all, she was the one who had suggested they pretend to be back together in the first ce.
“Sure. What should I wear?” she asked.
Damon assured her, “You don’t have to worry about that. I’ll take care of it.”
N nodded, falling silent again.
Soon, the car pulled into Prospectus Technology’s parking lot, and she got out alongside Damon.
Aftering to work together for a few days, the Prospectus employees had started to get used to Seeing them together. Privately, however, they were still discussing how long Damon would remain interested in N before moving on.
After all, one was an eligible bachelor, while the other was just a lowly drug research employee-pletely mismatched in their eyes.
While waiting for the elevator, several female employees nced at N. Some were jealous, some envious, and some curious.
Fortunately, N was already used to being the center of attention, so she didn’t mind.
Damon looked at her, quietly saying, “I might have a meeting during lunch today and won’t be able to join you. Just go straight to my office. Spencer will bring you lunch.”
“No need. Since you’re busy today, I’ll eat in the cafeteria. It’s been a few days since I had cafeteria food, and I’m actually craving it,” N replied.