Chapter 531

Damian was dressed in casual attire with his collar slightly open, revealing a small patch of skin likely because he came in a rush. His handsome face carried a hint of coldness as he stared unblinkingly at Beatrice. Beatrice was intimidated by Damian's temperament, but seeing his youthful appearance, she assumed he held no real authority and maintained her arrogant demeanor. "And who are you? Let go of me!" Beatrice struggled briefly. Damian released her, then pulled out a tissue and wiped his hand with a look of mild disdain. Beatrice glanced at Damian, then shifted her gaze to Zelda, suddenly laughing. "I get it now. You took money from my husband to keep this pretty boy! Well done, Zelda, you sure know how to have fun." Pretty boy? Zelda stole a quick glance at Damian. Setting aside his identity, he certainly did fit the description of a "pretty boy" with a face like that. However, at this moment, the "pretty boy" wore a dark expression. "Mrs. Tatterfield, I didn't seduce y