He barely reached the restroom door when he bumped into someone.
He reacted quickly and immediately sidestepped to avoid a collision.
Damon stood at the door, dressed in an expensive suit. His handsome face looked blank, only a pair of deep dark eyes staring at Nate coldly.
Despite Damon’s unfriendly demeanor, a powerful aura emanated from him. It carried a chilling sense that sent chills down Nate’s neck.
"Mr. Harper," Nate mustered the courage to greet Damon.
Damon coldly said, "Come to my office later."
Nate immediately responded, "Yes, sir!"
As Damon prepared to leave, Nate quickly moved two steps aside to make way for him.
But suddenly, there was a sound of something hitting the floor.
Damon stopped in his tracks. He looked down at the object blocking his path, and a cold spark flashed in his eyes.
Nate's head suddenly felt swollen, and his temples ached.
He glanced at the bag in his hand, and noticed that it had become significantly lighter.
The bag had been torn open by the lock on the doorframe.
Both men fell silent for a moment.
"What's going on?" A few staff members were on the top floor, because it was where Damon resided. Today the atmosphere was unusually quiet.
The sound the objects made when they hit the floor was like a bomb went off.
Several people who were on their way to the restroom rushed over upon hearing the noise, only to find Damon and Nate. Both stood there along with the gay accessories scattered on the floor.
Their expressions suddenly turned meaningful.
Nate reacted quickly, and immediately bent down to pick up the items on the floor.
However, the others, all high-caliber employees, helped him pick up the stuff.
"Thank you," Nate wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
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