"Miss Clara, are you trying to seduce a billionaire?"
"Miss Clara, is it true you came here to seduce the most powerful billionaire for money?"
"Miss Clara, why are you in his bed?"
Questions were fired to me,I was overwhelmed. I was still in a daze and I couldn't remember a thing.
"Mr. Damon..."
"Dare to ask me a question," he interjected, and I felt the intensity of his gaze pierce through them. The room fell silent.
"Mr. Damon, it's you!" a reporter exclaimed, recognizing him.
“You dare to ruin our family reputation just a single day after you returned! If this is what you have been doing in Europe why then did you return? How dare you! You don't deserve to own a company. With your irresponsible behavior.” my step mother exclaimed as she entered the room. I had just known she had something to do with this.
“During your night with my father, who called you irresponsible, why can’t I have a night with my fiancé?”
The confusion on the media's faces was evident as shame washed over Priscilla like cold water splashed on her.
“What? That's a lie!”
“Why would I lie about my fiancé?” I could see the confusion on her face as she stammered,
“But you just returned!”