At that moment seeing Damien not obeying his words.Winston’s smirk faded slightly, replaced by something colder—something darker. His jaw tensed as he took a step closer, the air between them crackling with tension.“Seems like you've gotten too full of yourself, Damien,”he sneered. “You think you can just walk around like you own the place? You think you can get away with bumping into me and not face the consequences?”Then Damien's glare remained steady, his expression void of fear. “I owe you nothing,” he said firmly. “If anything, you’re the one who should be apologizing—for deliberately destroying what was mine.” His voice was calm, but beneath that calm was a storm waiting to be unleashed.Winston let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. “You really don't get it, do you?” He scoffed. “You think just because you handled a few low-level security guards, you’re invincible?” His eyes darkened as he stepped even closer, his voice dropping to a more menacing tone. “I’m not like

At that moment Serenity's gaze flickered downward, her sharp eyes scanning the shattered remains of the herb scattered across the floor. The moment recognition set in, her entire expression darkened.Immediately She lifted her head slowly, her piercing gaze locking onto Damien.Then more heavy silence fell over the room, suffocating, thick with tension.Winston, sensing the perfect moment, nodded eagerly. “Yes, War Goddess. He broke it. And instead of taking responsibility, he’s making a scene.”Serenity’s lips pressed into a thin line. Then, without warning, she turned to Damien.“What the hell did you do?!”Her voice lashed through the air like a whip, sharp and commanding. The weight of her authority crashed down on the room, forcing even the bystanders to tense up.Damien, who had been bracing himself for this exact moment, barely flinched. His shoulders remained relaxed, his expression unreadable.London smirked, his arms crossed, enjoying the scene. Winston, standing tall besi

At that moment London couldn't hide his satisfaction, his smirk growing wider as he watched Serenity about taking action. Damien had no escape this time.Serenity, her expression ice-cold, held her phone to her ear. “Come over immediately,” she ordered, her voice clipped with authority. There was no hesitation, no doubt. She had heard enough, and she was done playing games.However Damien remained eerily calm, but his fists were clenched at his sides. He knew Serenity was angry, but this… this was a level of rage he hadn’t seen from her before. She wasn’t just angry—she was livid. And she was making sure he paid for what she believed he had done, with even thinking, and she believes that London and Winston cheap talk.London, emboldened by her reaction, let out a low chuckle. “That’s right, War Goddess Serenity. Make sure he pays for every single bit of it. This kind of fraud can’t go unpunished.”immediately Winston scoffed, shaking his head in mock disappointment. “Honestly, Damie

At that moment Winston’s voice carried a sharp edge as he stepped forward. “War Goddess Serenity, you can’t seriously be considering this. Don’t believe a single word coming out of Damien’s mouth.” His gaze flickered toward Damien with blatant disdain. “Yes, the general’s son is in critical condition, but do you really think he is the kind of man who can save him?”Immediately London scoffed, adding fuel to the fire.“Exactly. Look at him, War Goddess Serenity. Does this guy even look like he could treat a common fever, let alone someone who could be dead in three hours?” He shook his head with a smirk. “This is a joke. And if you let him walk out of here thinking he can actually do something, you’re making the biggest mistake.”Damien, standing with his arms crossed, exhaled quietly. He had no interest in arguing with men who only knew how to talk big and accomplish nothing.Winston, emboldened by London’s words, stepped even closer to Serenity. “Listen, I can make one call right

At that moment Seeing how the general treated Damien with such deep respect, Serenity found herself stunned into silence.For the longest time, she had convinced herself that Damien was nothing more than an opportunist, someone who had simply been lucky enough to stumble upon rare opportunities and he took advantage of it. But the way he treated the boy—effortlessly, precisely, without a trace of hesitation—was something no mere amateur could do.It should have been a difficult procedure, one that would leave even seasoned doctors exhausted, but Damien?He hadn’t even broken a sweat.At that moment Serenity clenched her fists. How?The general, a man known for his rigid standards and distrust of outsiders, had not only acknowledged Damien but had also rewarded him.This wasn’t normal.Serenity found herself unsettled, something gnawing at the back of her mind. Had she been wrong about him all along? But she shoved the thought aside. Regardless of what had happened, the matter was sett