He clenched his fist briefly, the memory still sharp in his mind. "So no… I'm not surprised he would go this far just to hurt me. But it's still disgraceful. A pathetic attempt." He looked straight at Abigail, his voice firming. "And I promise you this I'm not going to take it lightly with him. Not after this."
Abigail's lips parted slightly, but no words came out. Her jaw tightened, her teeth clenching as the weight of everything finally sank in. Her eyes hardened, filled with anger she couldn't contain.
Now everything was clear, Damien's intentions. His obsession. His twisted plan to break Jerry. And by extension… to break her.
Her hands curled into fists at her side, her chest rising and falling heavily. That bastard… that good-for-nothing Damien.
He wasn't just coming after Jerry. He was coming after her backbone the only person who had stood beside her when everyone else turned their back.
