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
Until now, Davina had been unaware that her interactions with Marcel at the company would result in further controversies. Upon arriving home, Davina immediately headed to her room, her fatigue from working overtime evident.Glancing at the clock on the wall, which showed it was already ten o'clock at night, Davina noticed that Damian had not returned home. Before returning, she had taken the time to attend a team dinner, leaving her with only the tasks of showering and going to bed.Emerging from the bathroom with damp hair, Davina stumbled towards the bed, her movements slow and burdened with a weariness that seemed to permeate her bones. She didn't even have the energy to dry her hair with a blow dryer.Yawning and stretching, Davina's body longed for rest after the long day."Ugh, I'm so tired. Will I ever be able to retire and live a good life without the need for work?" She released a deep yawn, her tired features drooping with exhaustion.He
Damian pressed play, and the screen displayed the surveillance footage that Nick had provided. This was Damian's first glimpse at the truth behind the rumors. As the footage played, Damian and everyone else were stunned to see Davina lift her leg, almost striking Marcel's face with her high heels.Once the surveillance footage had finished, a sense of excitement filled the room. Everyone was now wondering if there was any evidence of infidelity captured in the footage. Damian posed the question, a satisfied smile on his face."Even without my input, you already know who the person involved is with my beloved wife," Damian stated confidently.The boardroom was abuzz as employees and shareholders shared their thoughts. The rumors that had once tarnished Damian's reputation were now turning against Marcel."Nick, please share this surveillance footage on the company group chat. If that doesn't generate enough reaction, we will post it on the company website
Atlantis' words pierced through Davina's emotions, shaking her self-esteem. She couldn't help but feel that Damian would be furious if he heard what Atlantis had said. It was clear that Atlantis had chosen this place for their meeting because he wanted to avoid Damian's wrath.From the start, Damian had no idea that Atlantis and Caroline never accepted Davina as their daughter-in-law. Damian was aware that his parents weren't friendly, but he never anticipated that things would escalate to this extent."What kind of expectations do you have? What do you hope to find a daughter-in-law who perfectly meets all your requirements?" Davina asked calmly.Davina had not anticipated that this situation would be even more challenging than arguing with a prosecutor in court.Atlantis smiled wryly; negotiating with Davina seemed more straightforward than dealing with Damian."First, your background is unclear. Second, your profession and income. Third, your so
Damian's brow furrowed as the clock struck eleven in the evening, yet Davina was still no sign of returning home. Already dressed in pajamas and prepared for bed, Damian reluctantly slipped on his coat and left the room.Desperate to reach Davina, Damian attempted to call her multiple times, only to be silent each time. Without bothering to change his attire, Damian resolved to search for his wife. Atlantis emerged from his workroom and arched an eyebrow at the sight of his son leaving in his sleepwear."Where are you off to?" inquired Atlantis."I'm stepping out for a bit," Damian hastily replied.Driving his car without a chauffeur, Damian felt grateful for the tracking devices installed in all his vehicles. Consulting the dashboard screen, which displayed the last known location of Davina's car, Damian accelerated at a high speed, weaving through the city's empty streets under the cover of night.Arriving at the designated spot, Damian released
Davina woke up with a pounding headache, the result of a night of excessive alcohol consumption. Sensing something amiss, she opened her eyes in surprise to find herself resting all night with Damian's thigh as her pillow.Realizing she was only clad in her underwear under the blanket, feeling a mix of confusion and concern, Davina pressed her body closer to the blanket that enveloped her.When did Damian arrive at her studio apartment? How did he manage to get in? Had he broken the lock on the door?Damian had drifted off to sleep while sitting up, but his sensitive nature immediately roused him when he felt Davina's head move."Hey, you're awake," Damian rasped, the sound of a just-woken voice."Yeah," Davina blinked, suddenly feeling self-conscious in front of Damian.Without removing the blanket that covered her, Davina quickly adjusted her position to sit. Damian's thighs must have gone numb from supporting her head all night."A
Davina struggled to come up with an excuse to tell Damian this time. She glanced at Damian, who had been staring at her intently. All of Davina's suspicious movements were visible to him.Damian patiently waited for Davina's response. It seemed difficult for her to answer his question this time."We played golf together. I tried my hand at it, but it didn't go well. I've never learned golf before," Davina tried to convey the truth, although it was not entirely honest."Played golf together?" Damian frowned."Yes. Caroline lent me her golf club. If you don't believe me, you can ask her," Davina insisted."Then what did you talk about?" Damian was still unsatisfied with Davina's answer."Your father asked me about my work and suggested I play golf. After that, I stopped for an ice cream before returning to the studio apartment. The rest is what you already know," Davina concluded her story.Damian fell silent. He couldn't help but wonde
Damian parked the car in front of the law firm, ensuring that Davina arrived at work on time."Davina, I've instructed the driver to pick up your car from the court. Would you like it delivered directly to the law firm or your home?" Damian asked.Davina unfastened her seatbelt and replied, "Just drop the car off at the mansion. I can take a taxi home from work later."Damian insisted, "Don't bother with a taxi. I'll try to pick you up from work later."Davina looked at Damian, surprised and happy. Despite his busy schedule, Damian always made an effort to prioritize her.Damian turned to her and asked, "Why aren't you answering? You won’t me to pick you up from work?"Davina quickly shook her head, not wanting Damian to misunderstand. "I would love that. Let's go home from work together."Davina hesitated to open the car door, knowing that there was something they needed to discuss. Initially, she didn't want to bring it