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
Damian arrived at the company this time with warm welcomes from various employees. The news of his lavish wedding spread quickly throughout the company, creating a buzz of excitement.In a friendly manner, Damian replied to each congratulation he received from his employees. He knew that his marriage would not only prevent unnecessary rumors but also deter any attempts from his employees to flirt with him."Good morning, CEO Damian. Congratulations on your marriage" greeted one of the employees."Thank you," Damian gratefully replied."CEO Damian, I saw on the news that your wedding was splendid. Congratulations! May you have a blissful marriage," another employee chimed in."Thank you," Damian responded once again, appreciating the well-wishes.Damian's exceptional performance as the new CEO began to capture the attention of many. Within three months, he significantly increased the company's revenue and successfully revamped projects that Atlantis had previously failed to develop.Ho
Davina and Damian's marriage has been sailing smoothly thus far. Both of them were busy with their respective jobs, and their time together was limited to the evenings, assuming Damian wasn't working late.On weekends, Davina would usually avoid dining with Atlantis and Caroline, especially when Damian was tied up with work. She knew they didn't fully accept her as a member of the Wilson family, and at the moment, Davina wasn't in the mood to seek their approval. After all, she saw her marriage to Damian as nothing more than a contractual agreement.One morning, Davina descended the stairs and made her way to the dining room, where Damian and Nick were having breakfast. Meanwhile, Atlantis and Caroline were enjoying their meal with their golf partners."Good morning," Davina greeted as she entered the room."Please have a seat," Damian said, pulling out a chair for her."Thank you," Davina replied gratefully before settling down.To her surprise, instead of the housemaid, Damian serve
Davina entered the premises of WW Technology company, utterly unaware that she would come face to face with Marcel in the lobby. It dawned on her that the client who had arranged their meeting at WW Technology was Marcel - yet again, he had succeeded in deceiving her."I had anticipated your arrival without a second thought," Marcel remarked, his smile overflowing with happiness at reuniting with his ex-fiancée whom he had missed dearly.Marcel's insight proved true; Davina no longer felt apprehensive about his presence at this location. It appeared that WW Technology was subtly assuring her that it was a haven. As long as Damian was around, Davina felt secure."I have nothing to discuss with you," Davina declared with determination. Just as she was about to depart, Marcel swiftly took hold of her hand, preventing her from leaving.However, Davina remained confident that, amidst the bustling crowd, Marcel wouldn't dare to cause her any harm - there were too many witnesses. Unless, of