Chapter 22
When Giselle's little entourage heard her remark, they burst into mocking laughter. Fuming, Olivia was about to go after them, but Clara quickly pulled her back.
Clara stayed calm and collected. She met Giselle's gaze as she spoke in a flat, controlled voice. "The money was Damon's idea. Just like those rumors about you—legit and true as they may sound."
When Clara finished talking, she didn't even glance at Giselle before yanking Olivia away.
Clara's jab hit Giselle hard, making her snap. In a fit of rage, she shoved a passing waiter in their direction. The hot soup flew through the air. It was just about to spill all over Clara and Olivia.
Out of nowhere, Damon appeared. He pulled Clara and Olivia behind him, taking the full force of the scalding soup on his left arm. It wasn't long before angry blisters popped up on his skin, and his face turned ashen.
Giselle hadn't expected him to show up, and in a panic, she rushed over to check on his arm.
Fighting through the searing pain

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