Chapter 11

Enlyan exhaled slowly and said in a calm tone, “Joxan knows how to take care of himself and Jessica. You don’t have to worry.” Despite his young age, Joxan had always been mature beyond his years. Back when they lived abroad, he had been the one looking after Jessica, which reassured Enlyan that he could handle things just fine. Mini sighed, reluctantly nodding. “Alright, I’ll admit that.” With that, the conversation drifted into other topics as the two women continued chatting. Meanwhile, across the city, Daimon was livid. In his office, the air was thick with tension as he paced back and forth, fury written all over his face. “Who the hell uploaded this?!” he bellowed, slamming his fist onto his desk. His PR team was nowhere to be seen. “Where are those useless PR guys? What the fuck are they even doing? Did I hire them just to sit around while sht like this happens?!” The next second, his phone went flying through the air, smashing into the wall—barely missing Ertha’s face. Ertha’s