Damon exuded an aura of authority and solemnity, his gaze a bit heavy. The chill from him permeated the surrounding air. Everyone gave him a wide berth, watching the supremely noble man from a distance.
Keira detected Damon's arrival, quickly greeted the people around her, and purposely moved her seat, leaving one open between her and Lance.
Now there was only one seat left, Damon had no choice but to take it. This way, she could get close to Damon without arousing suspicion and also take the opportunity to foster the relationship between Lance and Damon.
Her actions were a bit too deliberate. After all, Lance was her publicly acknowledged fiancé; they were supposed to sit together.
Anyone with a bit of wit could see Keira's scheming. But in this day and age, who didn't have a bit of cunning in them?
Seeing that there was only that seat left, others started to get envious.
"Mr. Harper, here." Seeing Damon approaching, Keira softly greeted him, intending to invite him to sit. But Damon didn't even glance at her and went straight to Chloe.
He looked down at her, his gaze cold and aloof.
Feeling Damon's presence, Chloe looked up and was taken aback by his exceptionally handsome face. A cold, numbing sensation ran straight from the base of her spine to the top of her head.
She flashed an awkward smile.
Damon stared at her for a moment, then coldly glanced at Jeanette, who was sitting next to Chloe.
Under his gaze, Jeanette became visibly unsettled.
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