A large hand planted on the solid wooden table, the texture of the skin clear and visible. A deep voice filled with authority.
"I want to see her."
"That's not happening." The man sitting across, his intense aura was as steady as a mountain, his handsome face revealing the calmness of age. "She's my wife now, I have the right to decide where she goes. Stop obsessing over bringing a "dead" person back, it'll make everyone happier."
Damon’s eyes swept across. "Everyone will be happier?"
Boyd nodded, neither confirming nor denying.
"Who would be happier? Is it her preference to stick to the status quo, or is it yours?"
Boyd squinted. "Sticking to the status quo is the best choice."
Damon retracted his hand, slowly rising from his chair, and his expression cool and indifferent, yet containing an undeniable force.
"Do you know her daughter has been looking for her?"
"I know."
"All these years, you watched her daughter go to great lengths to find her mother, but you did nothing? Or do you not want them to meet?"
"She's doing good now, isn't that enough?"
"What about before?"
"Everyone has setbacks in life. She needs all sorts of experiences."
"If her mother was there, she wouldn't have had to go through all that!"
"If her mother was there, you wouldn't have met her!"
Nate on the side listened in horror, hands tightly clenched, already soaked in a cold sweat. The conversation between the two continued without any pause, the pace was steady and clear but filled with tension. The atmosphere in the meeting room was like Nate's current state, tense like a string about to snap.
Damon finally fell silent. This was something he truly couldn't refute.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and slight deviations could lead to huge differences. If not for her experiences, those coincidences, and even the decisions made in split seconds, he may not have encountered Chloe, and they might have been complete strangers.
"So, your love can't accommodate her?"
Boyd smiled faintly. "I will bring her back."
"What did you do before?"
"Her physical condition before was not suitable for her daughter to see."
Damon looked down at his watch, his face slightly darkening.
"Mr. Harper, you should go prepare for your engagement party. Time is running out, leaving her there alone is unforgivable."
Nate was also getting anxious, he couldn't help but step forward, "Sir…"
Damon's eyes were deep, his expression resolute. "I will take her away, she must go back with me today!"
Boyd also slowly stood up. "I told you, it's not happening."
Damon stared at Boyd for two seconds, then raised his left hand, his gaze fixed on the watch Chloe gave him. Nate was on the side, his expression growing more serious. Not long after, Damon lowered his arm, looking up at the man across from him, standing against him. "Today, I must take her away, it's my wife's wish."
Boyd shook his head. "Do you know the consequences of her appearance?"
Damon replied with a smile. "I don’t care."
"But I don't want her to face any danger. She almost lost her life because of this, and you're asking me to push her into the storm again…that's absolutely impossible."
"You can't protect her?"
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