However the harmony of the event didn’t last long. Amidst the soft clinking of glasses and murmured conversations, Elvis’s sharp gaze settled on Damien, standing unobtrusively beside Sophia. Immediately a smirk tugged at the corner of Elvis’s lips as he approached, his steps deliberate, his presence commanding attention.“Well, well,” Elvis began, his tone loud enough to draw nearby attendees’ attention. “I didn’t expect to see you here.” His eyes raked over Damien with undisguised disdain. “Isn’t this event a bit out of your league? Or are you here to take notes on how real professionals conduct themselves?”Upon hearing what Elvis just said.Damien turned slightly, his calm expression unfaltering. He met Elvis’s glare with a level gaze, his silence unnerving in its confidence. However Sophia, sensing the tension, stepped closer to Damien, her expression tight with disapproval.“Dr.Elvis,” she said firmly, “this is neither the time nor the place for such remarks. Dr. Damien is my gu

He had seen many skilled practitioners at work, but this was different, it was something he had never seen before. Damien’s methods were seamless, almost effortless, yet carried an undeniable authority that surpassed anything Elvis had ever encountered. Every action Damien took seemed to carry a weight of certainty, as though he already knew the outcome before beginning treatment.At that moment Master George leaned forward, his usually composed demeanor giving way to visible amazement. As the session progressed, his grandson’s condition stabilized, the boy’s breathing evening out and his complexion gaining a faint, healthier hue.Once Damien finished, he stepped back, his expression calm and unreadable. “The condition is under control for now. With proper care and adherence to my instructions, he will recover fully.”Upon hearing what Damien just said Master George rose, his eyes filled with a rare mix of respect and gratitude. “Your mastery is beyond anything I’ve witnessed in my

At that moment the sound of engines revving cut through the heated exchange, and Immediately all heads turned toward the approaching vehicles. tension clouded the air as a convoy of off-road vehicles roared down the street, coming to a sudden stop in front of Damien’s villa. without wasting anymore time the doors swung open, and armed men stepped out in unison, their presence commanding and intimidating. They moved with precision, their expressions unreadable as they took position, forming an unyielding line.Upon seeing what just happened. The debt collectors faltered for a brief moment, their bravado momentarily shaken. At that moment their leader, however, quickly regained his composure and scoffed loudly. “What’s this? Your backup?” he sneered, addressing Damien. “You think bringing in a bunch of goons will scare us? It’s almost laughable.”However, seeing the gangs and the position in which they took. The rest of the group chuckled nervously, But their confidence bolstered by

Damien agreed to pay his relatives some visit, since they are hosting a party.The Grand Imperial Hotel shimmered under the glow of its grand chandeliers, the celebratory banquet was in full swing. The ballroom was a sea of polished faces and hushed whispers, all centered around the long, gilded table at the room's heart. At the head of the table sat Jefferson, the head of the family in absence of Damien's father, a man whose commanding presence was matched only by the sharp gleam in his eyes as he addressed his gathered relatives.“To maintain our control over the family company,” Jefferson began, his voice carrying a weight of authority, “we must solidify our alliances and ensure no one dares to challenge us. This company is our legacy now, and I won’t let anyone disrupt that—not even him.”At that moment a murmur of agreement rippled through the room, the family members nodding in unison. Among them was Megan, who immediately sat upright, a confident smirk gracing her face.She

At that moment The tension in the room reached a boiling point as Damien stood unflinching against the taunts and threats hurled his way. His calm demeanor only seemed to heighten the unease that had begun to creep into the banquet hall. With one time call from Damien, the doors to the grand room burst open, and a group of bodyguards in sleek black suits filed in, their movements precise and intimidating.Immediately the air thickened as the suited men positioned themselves strategically around the room, cutting off any potential exits. The guests, once smug and condescending, now exchanged uneasy glances, their bravado replaced by a creeping sense of dread. Jefferson, however, attempted to maintain his composure. Rising from his seat, he barked, “Do you think you can intimidate me with hired thugs, Damien? You’re playing a dangerous game! I’ll have the law on you for this. You won’t get away with it!”Hearing what Jefferson just said.Damien didn't respond immediately. Instead, he