Chapter 81

“So now you want to be seen as the nice guy?” Isabella said, her voice starting to tremble. “You think I don’t know? You’re ruined now, Damian. Your company is almost bankrupt. Your stocks are plummeting. Don’t pretend you’re a saint!”

“I may not be a saint,” Damian replied quietly, “but I’ve been a fool long enough. And today, I choose to stop deceiving myself.”

Isabella stood up and hit the glass with her palm. “You coward! You think I’ll give up that easily? I can go to the media, I know so much about your family!”

Damian just nodded. “Do it. But this time, I won’t cover it up. Let the public know everything. I’m ready to take responsibility for past mistakes. But I will not live with someone who breathes hatred.”

Isabella sat down, her face losing color. She began to cry. “Damian... please... I have no one else. You’re the only person I have.”

Damian clasped his hands together, as if trying to hold back the creeping sympathy. But he knew—it wasn’t l