Over the past few years, the company had produced several well–received games that revitalized its reputation. It had become one of the more profitable subsidiaries of the Wilkie Group.
Damon said coldly, “Prepare a gift. I’ll go over in person.”
After hanging up, he set his phone down, his gaze growing colder.
If Gabriel dared to do anything to Nyla again, he wouldn’t let it slide, even with the Wilkies backing Gabriel!
After all, their little family of three had finally found a bit of peace, and he wouldn’t allow anyone to disrupt that.
The next morning, as Nyla got up to wash up, she noticed that the blister from the burn on her tongue was already fading. It was only a bit red and swollen now, and in a couple of days, it should be completely healed.
Once she finished washing up, she went downstairs to find Damon having breakfast. As he heard her coming, he looked up just in time to meet her gaze.
Nyla smiled awkwardly. “Good morning.”
“Morning. How’s your tongue feeling?” Damon asked.
Worried he might insist on applying medication himself, Nyla quickly replied, “It’s fine now. There’s no need for any oral gel.”
Damon smirked. “Are you afraid I’ll have to treat you?”
“No, I just wanted to let you know it’s really fine. No need to trouble you,” Nyla replied stubbornly.
“I thought you might be shy or something,” Damon teased.
“How could I be? Definitely not!” Nyla hissed.
“Well, as long as that’s the case,” Damon hummed.
His dark eyes fixed on her as if he could see right through her thoughts.
Nyla lowered her gaze and sat down across from him.
Mason had already finished breakfast and left for school, so it was just the two of them at the table, making the atmosphere a bit quiet.
After breakfast, Damon and Nyla headed to work together.
During the ride, neither of them spoke.
As they neared the company building, Damon put down the files in his hands and asked Nyla, “Do you have any plans next Friday?”
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