Davina repeatedly checked to confirm that the man standing before her was Damian. Although Davina had always found Damian's geeky appearance endearing, she had never seen him look so immaculate. A thought crossed Davina's mind – where had Damian learned such beautiful words for his proposal? Was he a natural at charming women? Ever since Damian approached her, Davina had been lost in daydreams, finding it hard to believe this situation was happening.
The proposal had also caught Atlantis and Nick off guard, leaving them just as surprised as Davina. "Davina?" Damian called out, breaking her reverie."Huh?" Davina snapped back to reality, only to realize that a crowd of onlookers had gathered around them.Damian extended his hand, revealing a ring. Davina's gaze seemed to convey a silent message, questioning whether they had discussed this before. She was torn about what to do, but at the same time, she couldn't bear to let Damian stay on his knees for too long.If Davina were to reject the proposal and run away, her face would become an instant sensation, gracing the headlines as the most embarrassing news story. On the other hand, if she accepted Damian's proposal, her face would be plastered across news outlets as the fiancée of a new CEO, creating a scandalous buzz."Yes, let's get married," Davina agreed to Damian's proposal, knowing the consequences awaited her.As the employees witnessed the proposal, they cheered excitedly, except for Marcel and Camille. In just a single moment, they felt betrayed by Damian and Davina.Damian carefully slid a diamond ring onto Davina's finger, a perfect fit. They embraced each other, symbolizing their unity."Do you think I'll accept you that easily? I already told you I don't want to be a part of your drama," Davina whispered during their embrace."I'll compensate you generously for playing your part," Damian assured, rubbing her back."I don't need your money," Davina replied firmly."I won't just pay you money. I'll also seek revenge on your fiancé," Damian vowed hushedly.“I can handle my problem by myself.”As their conversation turned hostile, Davina and Damian pretended to maintain a sweet embrace, deceiving the audience. Eventually, they broke apart, receiving thunderous applause from everyone who had witnessed the proposal."Please enjoy the party today," Damian addressed the employees, signaling their spectacle was over.Damian then took Davina by the hand, leading her to meet Atlantis and Nick. Davina respectfully greeted Atlantis and Nick, her first impression of her future father-in-law eliciting a wry smile from Atlantis."Are you of Asian descent?" Atlantis inquired."Dad, that's not an appropriate question," Damian interjected, concerned about the possibility of racism."It's alright. My mother is Asian," Davina reassured."It seems like your mother has raised you well. You display respect when meeting others for the first time," Atlantis remarked, satisfied with his initial impression of Davina."My mother is an exceptional woman. She raised me with great care. Thank you for your kind words," Davina replied gracefully.Allowing for introductions, Atlantis introduced himself and Nick. "I am Atlantis Wilson. And this is Nick, Damian's assistant.""I'm Davina Claire. It's a pleasure to meet you," Davina said as she shook hands with Atlantis and Nick.Damian was taken aback by Davina's composed demeanor towards Atlantis and Nick. It turned out that Davina's attitude was far better than Camille's during her first introduction to Atlantis."Damian, can we have a moment alone to talk?" Atlantis signaled that they should speak privately. After all, Atlantis and Nick were unaware of Damian's role in this situation.Damian looked at Davina, seeking her approval before excusing himself to join Atlantis in a quiet room within the company building, ensuring privacy for their conversation. Meanwhile, Davina and Nick stood alone, determined to stay close to Damian, Nick, or Atlantis, preventing Marcel from pulling Davina away. Davina was using Damian's family as her protective shield."You don't have to pretend in front of me," Nick initiated a conversation."I'm sorry?" Davina was perplexed by Nick's comment."Tell me, what is your motive for marrying young master?" Nick's tone became protective.Davina almost burst into laughter at Nick's absurd question. "You should ask your young master. What was his purpose in publicly proposing to me like this?""You truly didn't know that the young master was going to propose to you today?" Nick sounded incredulous.Nick had noticed that the matching outfits Damian and Davina wore were a testament to their union and harmony as a couple. They were the only ones in the room donning white."Your young master informed me that the dress code for the company's anniversary was white. In other words, it was your young master who deceived me. I had no idea it would turn out like this," Davina revealed honestly to Nick.After the failure of Damian's first marriage, Nick was adamant about protecting Damian more than ever. As someone who cared deeply for Damian, Nick was determined to prevent him from getting hurt due to a woman."Who are you? What is your relationship with Damian?" Nick inquired."Damian and I were classmates in high school. I'm not sure if he remembers me. We reconnected when I became Damian and Camille's divorce lawyer. Then suddenly, Damian proposed to me. Does that satisfy your curiosity about our relationship?" Davina deduced the type of people she was dealing with. Nick was Damian's personal assistant, and it seemed they had known each other for a long time. If Davina and Damian's marriage were to happen, Nick would also inevitably be involved.Meanwhile, Atlantis was at a loss in the office addressing his son's sudden proposal."I had intended to surprise everyone today with your presence as my successor. I never anticipated that your proposal would garner more attention than your promotion," Atlantis expressed his frustration."You're right. I didn't expect the reaction to be so significant either," Damian admitted without denial.In a fit of anger, Atlantis slammed his hand on the table. "Why didn't you inform me beforehand? Are you doing this to gain control of my shares sooner?""The shares are one factor but not the primary reason," Damian replied confidently."Then what is your main reason?""This is a personal matter between Davina and me. I prefer to keep you out of it," Damian asserted.Atlantis grew increasingly irritated by Damian's persistent affirmative responses. He was well aware of his son's inherently innocent yet strong-willed character. A public proposal came as a massive shock to Atlantis."Didn't you just get divorced?" Atlantis questioned."Didn't you ask me to remarry?" Damian retorted, turning Atlantis' question around."I asked you to remarry, not to marry just any woman," Atlantis gestured toward the exit."Davina is not just any woman, and she was my schoolmate. She's also a lawyer," Damian said in defense of Davina."What kind of lawyer?""A divorce lawyer. Davina is handling my divorce case with Camille.""You must be out of your mind. Why would you marry a lawyer who's handling your divorce case? This is the most absurd thing I've heard in the past ten years," Atlantis furrowed his brow, clearly frustrated."Davina is a good woman.""You said the same thing when you married Camille three years ago."Damian sighed, realizing that gaining Atlantis' blessing this time would take time."Even if you get married, I will not give you my shares. I will give them to you only when convinced that Davina is a better woman than your ex-wife. Davina must meet the criteria and conditions I will establish. Could you tell me what Davina's true identity is? I know she’s not an ordinary woman.”"This feels like a nightmare. There is no way nerdy Damian could be the rightful successor of a large company. And the thought of Damian proposing to my best friend, Davina, is unimaginable." Camille pondered in the company's medical room, trying to understand what had transpired after regaining consciousness."No, no, it must have been a terrible dream. I have known Damian for three years of our marriage, and he has always been a geeky, ordinary guy. There's no way he could be a CEO." Camille tried to convince herself amidst the lingering confusion.Just then, Marcel entered the medical room, his tone unkind. "How could my fiancée be involved with your husband?" he questioned.Camille felt a shiver run down her spine, realizing it wasn't just a bad dream. "So, it wasn't a dream after all?" she whispered, the reality sinking in.Marcel tightened his grip on Camille's hand. "Why did Damian propose to my fiancée?" he asked, enraged."I don't understand why you are angry with me. You saw
Upon observing Marcel's serene presence on the sofa, a cascade of concern furrowed Davina's brow. The extraordinary calm that enveloped Marcel ignited Davina's already brimming suspicion and fear. Glimpses of Marcel's thoughts danced behind Davina's eyes, especially after witnessing the public acceptance of Damian's proposal. Today, wearing an ethereal white dress intended to veil the still-fresh scars, Davina resolved to alter her appearance. Shedding the delicate attire, Davina donned a loose-fitting sweater and trousers, meticulously innovatively arranging her locks. Determined to shield herself from the formidable force of Marcel's presence in her abode, Davina busied herself with concocting honey-infused water to alleviate the hangover-after effects. The avoidance of Marcel became her sole objective.After an enduring silence, Marcel finally broke the tension with his questioning gaze. "Have you betrayed me by accepting the proposal from that oddball?" he inquired, piercing the
Damian had been waiting for hours at his message location, but his new fiancée-to-be never arrived. Despite the long wait, he couldn't help but wonder, "Did something happen to Davina?"Approaching Damian after three hours of waiting, Nick said, "I told you that woman looks unbelievable. You're not unemployed, Damian, but you're back to being a young master."Damian turned to Nick with curiosity. "Have you met Davina before? Why such a dislike for her?"Silent and unable to answer, Nick gave Damian a sense that today was not the day to press him. But Damian made a mental note to ensure Nick answered his questions honestly another day. "Give me the car keys. It would be best if you went home. I'll visit Davina on my own."Hesitant to hand over the car keys, Nick voiced his concern. "Are you sure it's okay to go alone? Wouldn't it be better if I went with you?""I'm giving you half a day off, so use it to rest," Damian replied, pulling out a debit card for Nick to buy necessities using
Davina has been waiting for Marcel's arrival for the past hour. Despite being off work today, she is dressed in semi-formal attire, specifically a white lace blow collar dress with a black ribbon. Due to Marcel's frequent abuse, Davina always wears stockings whenever she dons a short skirt to conceal her wounds. The only person who has seen her injuries in the past two years is Damian. A smile lights up Davina's face as she spots Marcel's car parked in front of the penthouse apartment building. Without needing any instructions, she confidently gets into Marcel's black car. "You look gorgeous today," Marcel compliments her. "You've only caught a glimpse of me. How can you make such a conclusion?" Davina responds indifferently. "Even without fully seeing you, you will always be beautiful," Marcel says, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. Throughout the journey, Davina and Marcel hardly exchange many words, consumed by their thoughts. Davina does not provoke Marcel's anger, fearing th
Damian drove the car aimlessly, unaware of where to search for Davina. As the rain poured down relentlessly, his concern for Davina grew. No matter how many times Damian dialed her number, she wouldn't answer."I have no idea where I am," Damian admitted, realizing he had become lost due to his reckless driving. Eventually, he found himself on a lonely road, surrounded solely by towering trees."Davina, where could you be? I hope you are safe if I can't locate you today," Damian murmured anxiously.Damian eased his foot off the accelerator as a figure caught his eye - a woman struggling to walk in the pouring rain. The familiar attire made Damian's heart race, and without hesitation, he pulled the car to a stop in front of her."Davina? Is that you?" Damian questioned, narrowing his gaze to ensure he wasn't mistaken.Indeed, the limping figure was none other than Davina. With swift strides, Damian closed the distance between them. His mind was concerned for her, neglecting even the th
Davina awoke with surprise, finding a fever pack affixed to her forehead. The medicine had cleared her mind, allowing her to think more clearly. She sat up and carefully removed the IV from the back of her hand.Making her way to the window, she opened the curtains, revealing the vast and luxurious room for the first time."Camille must regret divorcing Damian for someone asshole like Marcel," Davina admitted, captivated by the room's exquisite interior design.To her astonishment, the door swung open, and Damian entered, equally taken aback by Davina standing as if nothing had happened."Are you awake? How are you? Are you okay?" Damian approached Davina, concerned."I'm fine. Thank you for caring for me," Davina replied, embarrassed that Damian had witnessed her at her lowest."Don't stand up. You're not stable yet. Let's sit down," Damian guided Davina to the sofa.Davina realized her legs were severely bruised and struggled to walk properly. Suddenly, Damian moved her leg onto his
"How long have you been observing me?"Damian was genuinely curious."Why are you so confident that I observe you?" Davina attempted to evade the question."Your previous words give it away," Damian replied."We didn't know each other before, so why would I have noticed you? I meant your presence at the divorce court," Davina tried to cover up her previous lie by pretending to focus on finishing her food.Damian ceased questioning, realizing that Davina was not ready to answer that one. Had he asked too many questions today?Seeing that Davina had finished her breakfast, Damian signaled to the maid to clear away the food and cutlery."Is this outfit Camille's?" Davina looked at the nightgown she was wearing, clearly uncomfortable. The cowl neck slip nightdress made of satin overexposed of Davina's body. Over the past two years, Damian had always worn long clothes covering his arms and legs."That belongs to my stepmother. It seems she doesn't own normal pajamas. Camille never knew about
Damian allowed his living room to be a meeting place for the lawyer and client. Through the one-way glass, Damian observed Davina's efforts to maintain a professional demeanor as she completed her work despite her poor health. Davina refrained from wearing any makeup, needing more energy to do so. Instead, she used Damian's lip moisturizer to alleviate her dry lips.Suddenly, a chill ran down Damian's spine as he noticed Nick standing behind him, staring at him intensely. "I never thought there would come a day when you take time off for a woman," Nick remarked coldly."Haven't I explained the situation to you? I found Davina unconscious and injured. I have no idea how many kilometers she walked in the rain while injured," Damian explained the situation to Nick."I also don't know how long Davina has been enduring all this hardship because of Marcel and Camille. We've already drafted the marriage agreement. That's why this revenge has to succeed. Davina and I cannot fail," Damian's de
Damian and Nick strolled side by side, their fingers intertwining, as they made their way towards Davina's hospital room. The doctor's news was encouraging—Davina was finally cleared to go home today. However, she would still need to visit the hospital once a week for a routine check-up on her healing wound.Nick felt relieved as he shared the doctor's update with Damian. "Thank goodness! Davina can finally leave this place. But she must follow through with the weekly hospital visits," he informed Damian.Taking charge, Damian immediately instructed, "Alright, Nick. It's your responsibility to ensure Davina's administration and medication are taken care of. Let's make sure she gets to go home today."Damian's words triggered a sudden realization, causing him to vigorously rub his face in frustration. "Oh, gosh! I forgot, Nick. You're not my personal assistant anymore," he confessed, feeling a pang of guilt. "Don't worry about it. Just tell me where everyth
On the morning of his hospital visit, Damian arrived bearing not just his presence but a generous assortment of fresh fruits. Knowing that these would be the perfect choice for his ailing wife, he hesitantly opened the door, careful not to disturb her as it was still early for hospital visits. The room was hushed, with his wife peacefully asleep on the hospital bed while their dear friend Nick slumbered on the nearby sofa.As Damian quietly entered, Nick stirred slightly, sensing his presence. Nick, ever alert, awakened at the sound and met his gaze. Relieved to see a familiar face, Damian delicately placed the fruit basket on the table, fearing that any noise would disrupt his wife's deep slumber. With a simple gesture, he motioned to Nick, silently requesting a moment alone in the hospital corridor.In the hallway, away from prying eyes and out of earshot, the two friends found solace and a sense of camaraderie. Understanding the gravity of the situation, Nick shared
The day of Camille's trial had arrived, casting a heavy cloud of tension over the courtroom. However, Damian faces the proceedings this time without Nick's support. Understanding the gravity of the situation, Damian had entrusted Nick with the crucial task of remaining at the hospital, steadfastly attending to the needs of Davina, who still lingered in a state of unconsciousness.As the trial commenced, Attorney Hernandez again took center stage, fueling his rapidly burgeoning reputation amidst the frenzy of cases mounted by WW Technology and Damian against Marcel and Camille. The mere mention of Hernandez's name sent ripples through the legal community, a testament to the magnitude of the charges.In a striking turn of events, Camille found herself devoid of the protection of a defense lawyer orchestrated by Damian himself. This deliberate maneuver left Camille vulnerable and isolated, forced to navigate the ferocious storm of the trial unaccompanied by legal counsel.
The universe seemed to deny Marcel's wish for a swift end as fate intervened, ensuring that the hands of justice still reached out to apprehend him, even after his fateful fall from the towering heights of the building. Despite his plummet, the police officers wasted no time in subduing Marcel and ferrying him away to the hospital for urgent medical attention, unwilling to let him escape the consequences of his actions.As Marcel was whisked away under police custody, Damian and Nick stood by Davina's side, their faces etched with a deep sense of worry and concern. The weight of the day's events hung heavy in the air, the fear of losing the one they held dear gnawing at their hearts as they watched over Davina, her strength and resilience a beacon of hope amidst the chaos.The looming specter of the impending trial cast a shadow over the group, the stark reality of Marcel's heinous act looming large in their minds. It was certain that Marcel's actions would earn him ad
"Let's take a short break while the judges deliberate on all the evidence and decide the defendant's sentence." After the Judge's announcement, Davina gathered her things and returned to her seat, trying to maintain her composure. Ignoring Marcel's presence beside her, she focused on the weight of the upcoming decision that would impact her life.But chaos erupted in the courtroom before she could fully process the gravity of the situation. Marcel, once a familiar figure in her life, now held a gun to her temple, turning her into a captive in the blink of an eye. The weapon was he stole from the police who tried to calm him a few minutes ago. The gasps and murmurings of disbelief that rippled through the room were drowned out by the silence that followed."What the fuck are you doing?" she swore.Davina's heart raced in terror as she felt the cold touch of the gun against her skin. However, Marcel's eyes burned with a dangerous intensity, his words cutting throu
Marcel's wry smile played on his lips, knowing that even someone as renowned as Davina, a famous lawyer herself, could not resist the tempting treasure he had presented her. He was well aware of the losses Davina had suffered at his hands and believed that she deserved some compensation from him because Davina was his first love. Instead of waiting for the judge's verdict on how much compensation the victim should receive from the defendant, Davina took matters into her own hands and decided to determine the amount herself. Observing this interaction between his wife and Marcel, Damian's eyebrows furrowed with suspicion as he pondered their unusual communication despite their supposed enmity."Do you think this trial will conclude well?" Damian mumbled under his breath, his doubts creeping in. Nick, who stood close by, caught Damian's words clearly and responded, "Have faith in Claire's lawyer. She undoubtedly has her strategy." Nick urged Damian to trust his wife and her def
Clad in an elegant ensemble, Davina stood patiently on the bustling roadside, her eyes scanning the passing taxis in search of one to transport her to her destination. Much to her surprise, her attention was abruptly captivated by the sight of a glorious black car sliding to a graceful halt before her. The sleek vehicle exuded an air of luxury, leaving no doubt that its owner possessed an unrivaled taste for extravagance.As the tinted window slowly descended, revealing Damian's familiar countenance, Davina couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat. Accompanying him in the car was none other than his trusted companion, Nick, who, on this particular day, took on the role of chauffeur. It perplexed Davina why Damian did not rely on his usual personal driver.It dawned on Damian that he had fortuitously chanced upon an opportunity to engage in an enthralling conversation with Davina, a chance he couldn't pass up. Opting to depart for the court earlier than usual, he ta
Today, Damian and Nick arrived at the courthouse alongside Davina, albeit separately, as she had left the law firm immediately. Davina arrived before the others, taking her seat before Damian and Nick entered.Addressing his wife, Damian inquired, "Have you been waiting for long?" Taking a seat beside her, he awaited her response."Not really," Davina replied, her tone lacking warmth.Seated beside his partners, Nick, speaking in a hushed tone, asked, "How are you holding up, Davina?"Davina curtly replied, "I'm as good as you can see."No longer residing in Nick's apartment or Damian's opulent mansion, Davina had chosen to distance herself from both men. At first, she would often find solace in staying late at the office, citing an overwhelming workload. However, Davina eventually decided to sell her old apartment and acquire a new one closer to the law firm. Determined to create an emotional barrier, she had even changed her cellphone and restric
After a long day at work, Davina arrived at Nick's apartment, having chosen to take a taxi instead of her usual mode of transport. Initially, Davina intended to return to her private apartment, which had remained unoccupied for over a year. However, in his unwavering determination, Nick insisted that Davina stay with him until their impending court case concluded. He had promised not to intrude upon her space or rearrange her belongings, going so far as to take charge of cooking meals for her. Nick's objective was to provide Davina with a sense of comfort and security akin to that she would experience within the confines of her familiar abode."Ah, you're home!" Davina exclaimed with a hint of surprise upon witnessing Nick's presence in the kitchen, evidently having just completed the preparation of their evening meal."Yes, please have a seat. Dinner is ready," Nick responded, placing the final course on the dining table with a sense of accomplishment.Upon ent