Chapter 43 Do Not Disrespect Me

• Damien furrowed his brows as he took a sip from the glass, deeply in contemplation, as he stood in front of the glass window in the office, his right hand tucked in his pocket and his left hand holding a glass of whiskey to his lips.
• He was dressed in a certain black tuxedo, and his face was expressionless and emotionless. He remained in the same posture for a few minutes before hearing the office door open and someone walk in without knocking. He jerked his gaze away from his thoughts to take a look at the person who had entered his office without knocking.
• When he saw Nathan, who was standing behind him a few steps away from Damien, arms folded and a wicked grin on his lips, Damien gave him a scornful stare.