The poison

Natalie

"Okay. You can go. We'll talk about it later,"I read Ryan's lips. Mark bowed his head in respect, and walked out of the room with his hand behind his back.

I watched as Ryan climbed on the bed with a cold and different expression on his face.

I stared at him with a confused look since his expression and countenance suddenly changed after the announcement Mark made to him.

I watched as he laid beside me with a gloomy and angry look on his face. Who is that so-called Damien? I asked myself but I couldn't get an answer to it.

"I'm fine,"he suddenly stood up from the bed beside me.

"Few things happened but you don't have to worry. I've everything under control,"

"So what do you want to do?"I asked with a cold look on my face as I crossed my arms under my breasts.

"I just want to look into one or two things, and I'll be back,"he said, and I scoffed inwardly.

It's obvious that I overheard what Mark said clearly. They were talking about the so-called Damien of a guy. It's obvi