Damon’s POV The moment I stepped into my office, the weight of the silence outside hit me harder than I had expected. My hand lingered on the doorknob as a heavy exhale escaped my lips. Something was wrong, and it was very obvious from the way the staff had looked at me. Moving over to my workspace, I dropped my bag on my desk. “Elara,” I barked as I sat on the executive chair behind. Seconds dragged. The door opened abruptly, and she rushed into the room. “Good morning, Mr. Adam,” she greeted softly, forcing a smile that didn’t meet her eyes. “Explain exactly what’s happening. Why is everyone acting strange?” She stood dumbfounded, like she had no clue what I was talking about. "Sir...sir,” she managed to stutter. I cocked a brow, watching her closely to get every detail. When her lips parted again, no words came out, as if she had suddenly lost the ability to speak.I clenched my jaw, and she swallowed hard, her fingers fidgeting around the hem of her gown. “Sir…it’s th
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