Chapter 88

Damon

I should’ve known she wouldn’t let it go quietly.

I should have known that she was not going to let the subject die down. She was going to come and she was going to start the problem.

The second I stepped back into my office, I didn’t even have time to close the door before Lysandra shoved it open behind me, her heels clacking across the hardwood with all the fury of a storm. The woman was not the type to stand on the back when it came to work. She did not really care about being in the office. And yet here she was, still after the meeting was over, waiting.

“What the hell was that, Damon?” she snapped, slamming the door shut behind her. “How the hell could you do something like this, Damon of all people? How could you choose her?”

I didn’t look at her. I didn’t need to.

I calmly walked to my desk, straightened a few files, and took a deep breath before finally raising my eyes to meet hers.

“You’re going to need to be more speci