Chapter 1007

He was decked out in a high-end black suit, oozing an air of elegance. He stopped at the door, his deep gaze cooling sweeping over everyone in the room, finally landing on Casey who was nearest to him.

His gaze was icy and deep, like frost on a winter’s morning, causing Casey to startle, almost losing his footing.

Someone casually strolled past him, and when Casey looked again, it was just the nobody from before.

“Mr. Harper, what brings you here?”

Nate closed the door behind him, whispering something to Damon who then gave a nod of approval.

“You’re Miles?”

“Yes.” Miles responded confidently, glancing towards the dressing room and whispered, “Ms. Summers is trying on dresses in there.”

With a nonchalant “Hmm”, Damon started heading towards the dressing room.

Casey was left staring at Damon’s retreating figure, his powerful aura sending chills down his spine.

Who was this guy? Why was his aura so strong?

“Casey, quit daydreaming and come help Beverly with her styling.”

“Oh… right.”

The thought of interacting with Jacob filled him with excitement.

Chloe pushed the door of the dressing room open only to find Damon’s familiar figure standing there.

“What are you…”

The red and champagne colors of her dress made her stand out, elegant

her exquisitely beautiful features, were breathtaking. Every time he saw her, he was taken aback by her beauty. His gazes were intense yet shone brightly,

himself, Damon still managed to outshine

he showed a

in his arms. The seemingly strong woman now appeared delicate. Together,

expression on her face. She had been cautious in her service to Chloe, trying to make everything

P City, everyone who knew her was guessing the identity of her fiance, but no one could

this her

guessed it might be a nouveau riche or an ordinary man. Marrying Chloe would save them twenty years

and capable than themselves, overshadowing them everywhere

and the CEO of a company. Who dared to marry such a powerful and

demeanor and strong aura, didn’t seem like someone who relied on a woman to rise to the top.

face turned a slight shade of red,

keep you

the air, making it seem as if they were immersed

a suit,

looked up at his suit, adjusting his collar

look good in

chuckled, “So do

left the onlookers at a loss for

a pure w hite suit for him. When Damon entered the dressing room, everyone gathered around the door, eyes glued

clasped together, also

stable and mature demeanor. When he was in a bad mood, the all-black outfit only highlighted his aloofness.

wh ite shirt, and he still looked

pressed together tightly, her hands clasped in front of

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