Chapter 73 – Daisy is more dangerous than we thought

Damon had always been careful, but today he was operating on a whole different level of calculated awareness, and that was exactly why he had saved Seraphine’s number under the name Seth, a harmless, forgettable contact that wouldn’t raise suspicion even if someone stared at it twice.

So when Daisy’s eyes drifted toward his screen and caught the name lighting up, he didn’t flinch or tense or hesitate in a way that could betray him. He simply lowered the phone with an easy expression and gave her a smooth explanation that sounded casual enough to be true.

"That’s my broker," he said, glancing at the screen like it mildly annoyed him. "I need to see what he wants. It might be about the funds I transferred to your boyfriend."

The lie slipped out clean and effortless, and Daisy didn’t question it. If anything, she looked impressed. There was something about the way Damon carried himself when he handled business that made her admire him, and she followed him with her eyes as he walked away, clearly pleased with herself for being connected to someone who moved money around like that.

He did not just head to his bedroom like she probably expected. He went straight to the washroom.

Multiple doors between them meant better sound insulation, and Damon was not about to risk Daisy overhearing even the faintest tone of urgency in his voice.

By the time he reached the sink and leaned back against the counter, the initial call had already ended. He stared at the screen for a second, jaw tight, before redialing.

Seraphine did not answer immediately.

Instead of pacing or panicking, Damon used the waiting time to open his stock portfolio. The numbers updated in real time, red bleeding across his screen as the values dipped lower and lower, just like Seraphine had predicted earlier.

people, but Damon didn’t feel fear clawing at his chest. He trusted her. If she said it would recover,

sharp and confident, like a rival flexing in public. Damon watched those same numbers with a thin, cold smile stretching across his face, his voice low as he murmured to himself,

already preparing an explanation for missing the first call, but the moment he answered, Seraphine didn’t give him

"Change of plans."

through him, and every instinct inside him sharpened at

ease gone from his tone. "What did

"There’s absolutely nothing. Daisy is more dangerous than we

though she couldn’t see him. "I don’t understand. How can there be

of calls. It’s like the conversations never existed. Either she paid someone to wipe everything clean,

when the weight of it truly sank in for Damon. If Daisy had help, that

Zane had those kinds of skills, that meant they were not dealing with some desperate nobody asking for

of the fear. He was not going to sit back and let this unfold

thinking," Seraphine

it together out loud. "From what she was telling him, he needs money, and he’s threatening to show up if he doesn’t get it. So what if I disappear for a few days and make it look like I’m away from

money moves, nothing clears, the pressure builds. If he gets desperate enough, he’ll

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