Chapter 122

• The moment Timothy’s greedy grip loosened, a cold voice cut through the thick air like a knife. “Eh, CEO... CEO King…” Timothy’s confident swagger faltered, his expression stiffening instantly. Then, with a forced smile, he added, “Has CEO King also taken a fancy to this girl? Well, since it’s like that, please go right ahead!”
• The room fell silent, eyes flickering between us in shock. Damien cold, untouchable, the ruthless kingpin who never let anyone close was actually standing here, interested in a drunken girl who’d stumbled into the wrong room? It was like watching a ghost walk among the living.
• I swayed slightly in his arms, heart hammering, my breath catching as his gaze locked onto me with a sharp, furrowed brow. “What happened?” His voice was low, calm, but threaded with an urgency I’d never heard before.