Chapter 339

The engine had barely gone quiet for two minutes when Damien Blackwood walked in, looking a bit worn from the day. Max Winters followed closely behind. “Mr. Blackwood, you're back,” Cassandra Taylor greeted him with a calm voice, though there was a flicker of relief beneath it. Maybe it was because they were in a foreign country, but even though he’d only been gone for half a day, seeing him now gave her this small sense of comfort. “Yeah. You eaten yet?” Damien handed his coat to the butler as he walked over. “I had dinner with Mr. Fischer,” she replied. “No need to mention who you were with. Just saying you ate is enough.” She let that one slide and asked instead, “What about you, Mr. Blackwood? Have you eaten?” “Yeah, I grabbed something while I was out,” he nodded. “Mr. Fischer mentioned you and Mr. Winters went to Frankfurt to meet a client. If it’s work-related, why didn’t you take me along?” Cassandra frowned slightly, clearly not thrilled. He'd said this trip was about business