Chapter 113

With a glass of wine in hand, Damien seemed indifferent when he saw Autumn. Autumn knew Damien couldn't care less about her. Whenever they were together, she was always the one to compromise. Back then, she loved him, so she was willing to obey, but that was all she ever knew of Damien. So, she had never imagined he would lay his hands on Allen. He had crossed the line. In life, everyone had something they wanted to protect, and Allen was now her closest family. She didn't want him to be hurt, but Damien had hurt him anyway. Right then, Autumn wished for nothing more than to tear him to shreds, ripping that mask of indifference right off his face and smashing his arrogance into the ground. But she merely broke eye contact right away and walked off without saying a word. She didn't even look at Barry. He was Damien's friend—they belonged to different worlds, so there was no need to interact. After walking a short distance with Della, Autumn heard her say, "He's such a clown."