Chapter 560

Cedric still felt a slight unease around his cold-faced cousin. Even after working under him for so long. Damon cast him a fleeting glance before sitting down casually. "What is it? Spit it out." Taking a deep breath, Cedric recounted the whole incident from start to finish. When he finished, Damon's expression remained as indifferent as ever—not a flicker of emotion, as if Cedric had just relayed some trivial, everyday matter. Cedric watched him nervously, his stomach twisting with uncertainty. Damon met his gaze briefly and responded with a single, noncommittal, "Hmm." Hmm? What the hell did that mean? Cedric's lips twitched slightly, but he didn’t dare press further. Instead, he stole cautious glances at his cousin, trying to read any hint in his demeanor. A trace of exasperation and resignation flickered in Damon's eyes before he spoke again, his tone flat. "Lambert isn’t the type to act out of personal grudges, and this is hardly worth mentioning." Whether Lambert might subtly mak