2025-04-14 12:10:45 Damon nodded, his gaze sweeping the room before landing on Simon. “Simon,” he said, his voice calm but full of authority. “I hope you have something worth my time.”
Simon stood with a faint smile on his lips. “Always a pleasure. Please, sit. I've gathered new information about your mother's death.It's not much, but it's... significant.”
Damon walked to the table, his movements slow and controlled. He sat down, his sharp eyes locked on Simon. “Talk.”
Simon leaned in, speaking quietly. “ Two days before the accident happened to your mom, she got a call from someone flagged in a database—an ex-military guy with ties to a security firm. The call was erased from her phone records, but I managed to get a trace from the telecom company.”
Damon’s hands clenched on the table. “Who did this?”
“I don’t have a name yet, but it leads to a fake company—Tarnex Holdings. It’s a cover, and it’s linked to someone powerful enough to hide everything.”
Damon’s voice turned cold. “I want everything. Every name, every connection, every detail. No more pieces. I want the whole truth.”
Simon nodded. “I’m working on it. But whoever did this isn’t just rich. They have power. Influence and legal. The kind of power that quietly gets rid of people.”
Damon’s lips curled into a dangerous smile. "Regardless of how powerful they are, I'll uncover who’s behind this."
The room fell silent, Damon’s words hanging heavy in the air. Anthony stood by the window, arms crossed, his expression tense. He knew better than to interrupt, but the tension in the room was thick.
After they finished their meal, Damon stood up, moving smoothly. “Keep me updated, Simon. I expect results.”
Simon nodded seriously. “You’ll get them.”
Damon turned and walked toward the elevator. Anthony followed quickly, but before he could step in, Damon stopped him.
“I’ll leave first,” Damon said.
He entered the elevator, and the doors closed.
The ride down was silent. When the doors opened, Damon stepped out, but to his surprise, Serena and Michael were standing near the entrance.
“Damon?”
The voice was sharp, full of disbelief. Damon's face was calm as he met Serena’s gaze. She stood a few feet away, arms crossed, eyes narrowed.
“What are you doing here?” she demanded, suspicion in her voice.
Damon raised an eyebrow, his tone calm but dismissive. “Eating. What else?”
Serena’s eyes narrowed more, her disbelief turning to anger. “Don’t lie to me, Damon. You’re not here to eat. You’re following me, aren’t you?”
Damon smirked, his voice mocking. “Following you? Don’t flatter yourself, Serena. I have better things to do.”
Serena’s face turned red with anger, her fists clenching. “You’re such a liar. You don’t even belong here. How did you get in? Did you sneak in? Or did you beg someone to let you in?”
Damon’s face stayed calm, but there was amusement in his eyes. “Believe what you want, Serena. It doesn’t change the fact that I’m here.”
Serena scoffed, her voice full of disdain. “Please. You’re not fooling anyone. You’re probably only allowed to stay in the lobby. You don’t even have the right to go upstairs.”
Damon’s smirk widened, his tone mocking. “And you do?”
Serena’s eyes flashed with anger, her voice rising. “Of course I do. Michael has a platinum card. We’re dining on the third floor. “
She scoffed, crossing her arms arrogantly, “ And you know what? The CEO of Vespera Corporation and Simon Scott, the president of the city’s business association, are dining on the top floor, entertaining a distinguished guest. Only people of our status can eat in the same restaurant with those important people. And you? You aren’t even qualified to clean the toilets here.”
Damon’s smile turned cold, his eyes sharp. “Is that so?”
Serena smirked, looking smug. “Yes, it is. So stop pretending to be something you’re not. You’re just a worthless man who doesn’t belong here.”
Michael had been smiling the whole time, watching Damon with disgust and amusement as Serena mocked him.
Then—
Damon laughed.
It was a low, quiet chuckle, one that sent a chill down their spines before they could even process why.
Michael’s smirk faltered. "What’s so funny?"
Damon’s gaze sharpened, the amusement in his eyes cutting like a blade.
"That ‘distinguished guest’ they were entertaining?"
He took a step forward, lowering his voice slightly.
"That was me."
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