Davina and Nick released each other from their embrace, and the once-warm atmosphere turned tense. Today, Nick addressed Davina as ‘Nick’, not as Damian's personal assistant."What gives you the right to say I'm marrying Damian because I like him?" Davina questioned, her tone filled with displeasure."What right do I have?" Nick scoffed sarcastically. "I have the right to say it because I know it. You haven't been able to let go of your feelings for Damian since you turned seventeen, Davina. Can't I call Damian your first love?"Davina stared at Nick in disbelief at his words. The fact that they had attended the same alma mater as Damian was trustworthy. "Did you know me twelve years ago?"Nick shoved his hands into his pockets. "You knew me, Davina. I've been by Damian's side all this time, so I'm the first to notice what happens around him."This conversation topic still took Davina aback. "I never noticed you during university.""The first reason is that Damian and I had different
Damian and Davina approached Atlantis and Caroline. In her first encounter with Mrs. Wilson, Caroline possessed the beauty of an artist. Davina found herself momentarily captivated by Caroline's allure as she wondered if Caroline, indeed, was an artist. Atlantis looked dashing in his navy suit, which complemented Caroline's elegant navy long dress. Davina recalled Damian mentioning that coordinating Caroline and Atlantis's attire without a stylist was unnecessary. The distinct contrast in hair color between Atlantis, whose locks were entirely gray, and his wife further accentuated their significant age difference of twenty years. Davina was genuinely taken aback by Caroline's youthful appearance, which seemed to defy the age difference between her and Damian. "Welcome to the Wilson family, darling," Caroline warmly embraced Davina, who thanked her with a smile, appreciating the warm welcome from her mother-in-law. Subsequently, Davina embraced Atlantis. Before she could respond or i
"I know Davina graduated from the same school as I did. However, I honestly do not remember her," Damian confessed with honesty.Observing Damian's lack of recollection of Davina from before she became Camille’s lawyer, Nick couldn't help but smile sympathetically, understanding the significance of Davina's first love story."Has Davina really known me for twelve years?" Damian asked, his confusion evident in his expression.As the main witness who had seen the story unfold between Davina and Damian, which began twelve years ago, Nick suggested, "You could ask Davina. I do not believe I have the authority to answer that question.""I will inquire with Davina later. She seems exhausted, and I do not want to disturb her at this time."Damian took a sip of his Americano coffee and furrowed his brows, still not accustomed to the bitter taste of the beverage.The conversation between Damian and Nick concluded as they spotted a black luxury sedan pulling into the mansion. Noticing Damian re
Davina was taken aback by the sight of Damian awaiting her outside the Atlantis workroom. Observing Damian's evident concern, she tried to stifle a smile. It appeared as if her discussion with Atlantis had recently concluded.Drawing nearer, Damian inquired, "Are you alright? What did my father discuss with you? Did he say anything odd or offensive?"Davina led Damian away from the vicinity of the Atlantis workroom. Although she knew Atlantis could not overhear their conversation, she deemed it inappropriate to discuss Atlantis so openly in front of his workspace."Ask me privately. I'm fine, and your father did not utter anything strange. He wished me well as I became a part of the Wilson family," Davina responded.Skeptical, Damian furrowed his brow, disbelieving his wife's words. Being aware of Atlantis' less-than-kind personality, especially towards new acquaintances, Damian was sure there was more to the story. If Atlantis were being friendly, Damian would surely see through the
"Since when did you become curious about my dealings with Nick?" Atlantis asked coldly. Damian immediately regretted asking as he saw Atlantis dismiss his son's curiosity and leave the house with a golf club. Damian hurriedly followed Atlantis, hoping to catch him before he got too far."Did you hit Nick?" Damian asked, catching up to Atlantis.Atlantis stopped walking and turned to face Damian. "Did Nick claim that I hit him?""No," Damian replied."If Nick denies it, then it's a no," Atlantis stated coldly before continuing towards the car parked in front of the mansion entrance. Damian stayed put, watching Atlantis drive away in his luxury car. Startled by Caroline's sudden presence behind him, he turned to her."You startled me."Caroline looked at her stepson. "Is he going golfing?""Yeah," Damian replied, uninterested in further conversation. He left Caroline on the mansion terrace and continued on his way. As he walked away, Caroline called out to him."If your dad comes home e
"Seriously? We're really going to tail Caroline in your car?" Nick turned to Damian, his face reflecting disbelief.Nick was well aware that Damian rarely used this car for everyday purposes, but choosing a limited-edition luxury red car for a secret stalking mission seemed far too conspicuous."Are you sure about this? I mean, it's a fancy car that stands out," Nick remarked skeptically."I've intentionally selected a different vehicle. You know this car gets the least amount of use," Damian reassured, attempting to alleviate Nick's concerns.Nick ran a hand through his hair, perplexed. "I was actually going to suggest we take my car, but Caroline has seen it before."Damian placed a reassuring hand on Nick's shoulder. "Don't worry, I have a plan. Let's go."Nick found himself unable to protest as Damian took the wheel. Uncertainty gnawed at him, uncertain of their destination. Damian drove skillfully and at a moderate pace."Do you happen to know where Caroline and Camille plan to m
"I think it's unfair. I was married to Damian for four years without knowing his family, but Davina was introduced to Damian's family right away. Do you know that Davina is my best friend?"Caroline's eyebrows shot up at Camille's question, and her mind flooded with thoughts she had never anticipated. Little did she know that Damian's current wife was his ex-wife's best friend. What a twisted turn of events."As women, I hope you can empathize with how I'm feeling," Camille began, her voice laced with sadness as she feigned tears. "It hurts me deeply to think that my closest friend would betray me like this."A heavy sigh escaped Caroline's lips as she processed Camille's words. "I had my suspicions that Damian and Davina had started a relationship while I was still married to him. I didn't want to think that way, but I never expected Damian to remarry so quickly. We haven't been divorced for very long," Camille confessed, her tears seeming increasingly insincere.Nick and Damian exch
"Are you that VVIP customer?" Camille asked, her anger evident in her tone."Yes. Does that matter to you?" Damian replied, seemingly unconcerned by their previous conflict.As the elevator doors opened, their conversation stopped as several people exited. Once the elevator was empty, the four of them stepped inside. Nick pressed the B button, while Marcel pressed the G button on the control panel.None of them made any attempt to flee, all of them eager to avoid being confined together. Given their history, Damian wouldn't avoid confrontation with his ex-wife; he was prepared to confront Camille openly.Despite Damian's position as Marcel's boss in the office, Marcel displayed no respect for him outside of work. The elevator, which typically moved swiftly, seemed to take an unusually long time this time."Give it to me. I was the one who wanted all that stuff in the first place," Camille demanded, trying to grab the paper bag from Damian's grasp. But Nick swiftly intervened, blocking