"I have a project that I want Severine to handle."
Damien's gaze didn't waver from her face, as if the entire room had ceased to exist.
"Only her."
Yes, it can only be her.
While the young master was about to imagine their future, Severine finally raised her head to look at Damien.
Her gray eyes were slightly wide, her lips pressed together.
What did he say?
He had another project?
Considering the scale of Rhodes, it wasn't surprising. But why was he looking for her?
"Me?" she pointed at herself, one eyebrow raised in inquiry.
[I know what you did.]
She couldn't help but recall that message again, and her nerves tightened even more.
That unknown number hadn't contacted her again, which had left her on a tenterhook.
Damien's sudden arrival had made her more anxious than ever.
Does he know? Is he here to settle accounts with me? What should I do?
The more she heard Damien's voice, the more her heart lurched into her throat.
