?


    Upon seeing N, Damon tightened his grip on his pen, his knuckles turning white. Coldly, he replied, "No, I don''t like greasy food."


    He refocused on the documents, his frown revealing how upset he was. It would take a fool not to recognize that Damon was angry with her. N bit her lip and took a deep breath before entering the study. As she approached, Damon looked up and snapped, "I''m working. Get out!"


    His icy gaze froze her in ce, and her face paled slightly.


    Sumner, are you still upset aboutst night?" she asked.


    Damon shot her a cold look. "No. Can you leave now?"


    N didn''t budge, forcing herself to meet his gaze. "But... your attitude is making me anxious. Did I do something wrong?"


    Damon scoffed. "Anxious? What do you have to be anxious about?"


    If it weren''t for Luca''s investigation, he wouldn''t have believed that the person behind Stephen was her.


    He had just started to feel


    something for her, only to discover she was using Stephen and Prestige Corp to scheme against him. He felt utterly deceived.


    N took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Sumner, even if you don''t want to tell me, you don''t have to take it


    out on me."


    "Do you really not know why I''m angry?" Damon asked.


    Under Damon''s sharp gaze, N felt a shiver run through her.


    Did he know about that incident? No... She had been careful. He shouldn''t find out so quickly.


    ‘?


    "Mr. Sumner, I really don''t know," she answered.


    "Stephen Ketchum,” Damon said, the


    name


    pping from his lips cold/ele


    His eyes locked onto N with great


    intensity. Content belongwith


    In an instant, a chill ran through N,


    fallen aking her feel like she hade


    fallen into an ice pit. Her face turned pale.


    swno


    Seeing her reaction, Damon felt hisst glimmer of hope extin