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…”

slid over her. The red and champagne colors of her dress made her stand out, elegant yet stunning.

His gazes were intense

suit himself, Damon still managed to outshine everyone else

of Chloe, he showed a

guy now had a beauty in his arms. The seemingly strong woman now appeared delicate. Together, they painted a picture so captivating, and it

had been with Chloe was left with a shocked expression on her face. She had been cautious in her service to Chloe, trying to make

her low-profile stay in P City, everyone who

this

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

more powerful and capable than themselves, overshadowing them everywhere

company. Who

didn’t seem like someone who relied on a woman to rise to the top.

red, “I was just trying it

keep you company.”

the air, making it seem

a

up at his suit, adjusting

think you look good

“So do you.”

between them left the onlookers at

suit for him. When Damon entered the dressing room,

quietly at the front, hands clasped together, also anticipating the moment Damon would open the door.

in black suits, always exuding such a stable and mature demeanor. When he was

seen him wearing a wh ite shirt, and he still looked handsome enough to make one’s heart skip a beat.

lips pressed together tightly, her hands clasped in

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