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CHAPTER 15: BANQUET PREPARATION
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2025-03-22 11:50:32IRIS POV
I… I’m sorry, the man in the suit began to apologize, bowing slightly.Damon blocked my body with his towering masculine presence.“I will leave now. Take your time when you’re done…”“Why are you here?” I asked, confusion swirling in my mind.“I came to inform you about the banquet being held tomorrow night. The board of directors mentioned that you should be there, along with the hereditary…”“Leave,” Damon said, cutting him off sharply.I didn’t understand everything that was mentioned, but I knew a banquet was a party. I tried to steal a glance at Damon. Surprisingly, he was staring at me too. I quickly looked down to avoid his gaze.“Sir…”“We’ll talk in the study room. Meet me there,” Damon instructed.After the door closed, he pulled away from me, staring deeply into my eyes.“Iris,” he called out suddenly.“Yes, Master?” I replied, my heart racing.“
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