"I'll deal with him, Daddy, just..." Ravenna turned around quickly when she noticed someone had walked into her room."I'll call you back," she said, her gaze fixed on Damian as she quickly hung up."You're back early?" Ravenna asked, wondering when Damian had walked in and how much of her conversation he had heard. She berated herself calmly for not noticing his presence sooner."Yeah," he said with a smile. "I wanted to do something different today," he continued, staring at Ravenna, who felt uncomfortable under his gaze."To apologize," he added, and Ravenna raised a brow."For what?" she inquired."Last night," he said, carefully watching her reaction. Ravenna heaved a sigh of relief."It's fine. I acted impulsively. We both did," she replied, studying him, curious about his intentions."No," he insisted. "I should apologize properly. Come on, let's go out to dinner.""What?" Ravenna's eyes widened in surprise."What?" he asked, acting as if it were no big deal, but Ravenna remain
"I don't think we should be talking about this now, Damian," Ravenna said as Damian feigned a frown and picked up a fork."Why?" He dipped a slice of steak into his mouth, pretending to be oblivious to the reasons. "It's not like you both still have something to do with each other," he said, looking from face to face.His face transitioned to one of shock, and he gasped. "Or do you?" he asked."How is that even possible, Mr. Santoro?" Marco finally said. "She is yours now." He gestured with his hand towards Ravenna, who rolled her eyes in frustration."Ah…" Damian nodded slowly and shrugged. "You never can tell, Marco. Maybe she isn't truly with me," he said, taking a sip of water as another silence followed."I need to use the restroom. Can I—""Yeah, sure," Damian replied quickly and gave him directions."What was that?" Ravenna asked immediately when they were alone."Just trying to kill my curiosity. What does it look like?" Damian pretended to be engrossed in his food and not wil
"I didn't expect him to make a move so fast," Damian muttered as if talking to himself."Young master, this is a critical issue here. I know you're the owner of the Santoro Group. But you can be removed as the chairman if he manages to get Mrs. Castile's share," Roberto said."Was it because I gave them a scare?" Damian said, still muttering to himself as Roberto stared at him in frustration."Are you even listening to me?" he asked as Damian sighed."Yes, I am, Roberto. I am," Damian replied, staring at him lazily."There's no cause for alarm. Mrs. Castile, is it?" Damian asked with a shrug. "She is on our side. Besides, she loved my father. She would naturally extend it to me," Damian said with a smile as Roberto scoffed because they both knew he was saying gibberish."Are you not going to do anything about this? When you gave him the shares, you said you had a plan. And the reason you even gave him the share was a bloody scam. The child isn't even yours! We are going to lose in two
"You seem too confident for someone who is about to lose his empire, Mr. Santoro," Lucian said, noting the sarcastic look Damian kept giving him, which made him feel as if he had lost before the battle even began."Why do you say that?" Damian asked, raising a brow as he turned to the shareholders. "Was this meeting urgently called to discuss me?" He inquired, but they all avoided his gaze. "How sweet," he muttered."I don't know if you haven't heard the hottest news in the country, Mr. Santoro, or if you're pretending to be oblivious," Lucian stated as he confidently strode towards Damian, who was just inches away from him. "Your iconic exit from King's Group, how you embezzled funds while you worked there," Lucian said each word with relish, causing Damian's face to tighten and his fists to clench as he yearned to strike him in the face."These news companies only care about profits, you see," Damian retorted. "They don't care about the real truth, which we both know," he added, lev
“I mean….” Damian closed the distance between them as he leveled his gaze with him. “You should return them, Lucian,” he completed with a mocking gaze as Lucian stared at him for a while, then burst into laughter.“What do you think you are?” Lucian asked. “How could you be so arrogant?”“I should be asking you that, Lucian. When I heard about the news of my child, I thought, what if I let bygones be bygones.” Damian dipped his hands in his pocket as he walked past him with his back turned to Lucian.He turned to look at him. “Forget our differences. For the sake of the child. Because I won’t have him coming into a world where his father is hellbent on destroying his grandfather.” Damian's gaze became colder.“But you pushed me to the wall, Lucian,” he said.“You-“Before Lucian could say another word, Damian rushed at him, held his neck, and dragged him to the wall as Lucian struggled under the tight grip. “I am going to teach you and your daughter to learn to let a sleeping dog lie,
The continuous clicks of cameras that were on Ravenna made her want to throw up and run if given the chance. As she sat on the stage, with curious eyes of reporters staring at her like a mother hawk wary of her child's safety, she felt like the world should swallow her up. This was his plan all along, Damian's ingenious plan, to make her look miserable to the whole world."I'm here today to—" She paused as she tried to collect herself. This was hard, but she had no choice. "To correct the rumors that went around about me being in any sort of relationship with Domenico Santoro," she finally said as the camera clicks became more intense. There were more than twenty news stations present. It took just a post on her social media handle to gather so many people in such a short time after Damian gave her the ultimatum."The thing is that I—" she said as her heart rate increased. Her palms felt sweaty as she prayed fervently that all this would miraculously stop. "The child in my womb is not
"Oh my God, that was epic! Did you see Ravenna's face? And that reporter? One would think the young master hired him to particularly give her a scare!" Roberto laughed out loud in the living room where he sat with his boss and Elena. They had flown back to Venice later that day and came straight to meet their young master."Not only did you get your shares back, you made Ravenna look like a fool to the whole world. This is so hilarious!" Roberto added."I watched the news too. It was crazy," Elena smiled as she noted the look on Damian's face. He betrayed no emotion as he crossed his legs, which were well adorned with fitted charcoal black pants."Young master," she called calmly as he turned to look at her as if he had been lost in his thoughts earlier."The news about... Ravenna," she started slowly, scared she would make him angry. Even though Ravenna was disgraced like that, she was still someone he loved."She deserved it," Damian said with a wave."Why then do you look so gloomy
"Forgive my impudence, Mr. Santoro. I was just teasing," Marco broke into laughter as he noticed Damian's expression. Damian concealed his emotions so well, and he despised Marco so much that he wanted to strangle him."It wasn't funny, Marco," Damian said with a smile that concealed malice. "I don't find jokes like that hilarious. Instead..." He watched Marco lazily. "I tend to turn them into something realistic.""Oh..." Marco feigned a gasp."I'm scared now," he added with a chuckle. Damian chuckled too, although he felt that Marco was playing around with him."Anyway, you are the boss. You call the shots. About Kings Airline, it's a loss, though," Marco said with a shrug and a more serious look.Damian just watched him without a word, like a lion waiting for the moment to pounce on his prey, without showing a hint."I'll take my leave now. It was quite..." Marco paused for a while and continued. "Satisfying, talking to you, Mr. Santoro," he completed as he stared at Damian, trying