Damon''s ck Maybach pulled up next to N''s car, drawing their attention. N frowned slightly, while Ryan looked at the car with a puzzled expression.


    A momentter, Damon stepped out and walked toward them.


    Ryan was startled. He had met Damon once before, back when he worked for Cyrus. Although he doubted Damon would remember him, he feared that all his previous efforts might be in vain and that his ns for his daughter''s treatment abroad could unravel if Damon recognized him in front of N.


    With this in mind, he quickly turned to N and said in a low voice, "Ms. Jayston, let''s stay in touch."


    Without waiting for her response, he swiftly turned and left.


    As Ryan hurried away, Damon frowned but chose not to follow. Instead, he stopped beside N''s car and asked, "Who was that man standing by your car?"


    He was certain he had seen that man somewhere before.


    N replied coolly, "Just someone asking for directions."


    Damon didn''t believe her. Who woulde into an underground parking lot just to ask for directions?


    Unfazed by his skepticism, N headed toward the elevator.


    Ryan''s behavior today had been noticeably strange. He had insisted on meeting in person to hand over evidence.


    When she refused, he hade to find her himself, which seemed overly eager. This could indicate he was desperate to get justice for his father, but she needed to discern his true intentions.


    While N was lost in thought, Damon suddenly grabbed her wrist.


    She instinctively pulled away, ring at him coldly. "Mr. Sumner, you have a girlfriend. Please don''t grab or touch me. If someone sees us and uses me of being a mistress, I won''t be able to clear my name, no matter how many times I exin." Her indifference made Damon''s gaze darken. It was clear she truly wanted to distance herself from him.


    "N, I feel like I''ve seen that person before. Are you sure you don''t know him?" he pressed.


    "I don''t know him. If you don''t believe me, you can check for yourself. I don''t want to exin it again," N replied.


    She then turned and walked toward the elevator, focusing on a game on


    her phone, clearly uninteres


    continuing the conversation with Damon.


    As he watched her cold, beautiful profile, Damon subconsciously clenched his fists.


    Once inside the elevator, N could still feel Damon''s gaze lingering on her.


    She frowned, feeling irritated. Since he had chosen Reba, he shouldn''t be acting so clingy toward her. It was too much to want both.


    The elevator''s floor indicator seemed to be moving slower than ever.


    When the doors finally opened, she quickly walked out and disappeared around the corner.


    Damon''s expression turned icy as she left without a backward nce.


    ...


    When Damon reached his office, he immediately called his secretary, who was investigating in Meristate.


    "How''s the investigation into Reba''s conditioning along?" he asked.


    "Mr. Sumner, it''s almostplete. I''ve obtained Ms. Austen''s medical records, and she was indeed diagnosed with a terminal illness year ago. However, I found something unusual-her ie is insufficient to cover her medical expenses, yet she has no debt. Investigating this will take a few


    more days," the secretary answered.


    "Understood. Please expedite," Damon urged.


    After hanging up, his expression darkened.


    Reba had used the life-saving favor she once did for him to rekindle their rtionship, asking him to spend herst three months with her.


    He had proposed other ways to


    repay her, but she insisted that, with


    only three months left, things like


    houses or money no longer mattered to her. He could only agree, fully aware that this would hurt N.