Her Divorce, His Downfall (Sophia and Damian) novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114

Suspicions about his uncle’s intentions lingered at the edge of Damian’s mind, but for now, Sebastian demanded all his

focus.

With a tight frown, Damian muttered, “Understood, Dad,” and cut the call abruptly.

Miles away, Daniel scowled at his phone.

“That disrespectful little… Hanging up on me? He’s begging for a reminder of who’s in charge.”

Back at the scene, Damian closed the space between himself and Sebastian, his voice low and unyielding.

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“It’s over, Sebastian. You’ve made your point with Isabelle. Leave her out of it

from now on.

“Give me the numbers. Whatever you lost —I’ll pay ten times that amount.”

Sebastian let out a derisive chuckle.

“Well, well… Mr. Hall, you really cradle this one like a jewel.” He shrugged, a slow, theatrical motion. “But since you’re asking so politely… I’ll play along.”

He moved closer, his gaze sliding past Damian to Isabelle’s pale, still form before locking back onto Damian’s hardened expression.

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“Ms. Isabelle Anderson took something irreplaceable from me. Now it’s her turn to understand what loss truly means.

“Word is you’d move heaven and earth for

her. True?”

Damian’s jaw clenched, but he held his temper in check.

“Stop playing games. What’s your price?”

“All in good time,” Sebastian

purred, giving Damian’s shoulder a condescending pat.

“We’re just getting started–and I write the rules. Someone pays for what I lost. ‘She didn’t know better‘ won’t cut it.”

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“Cut the crap and spit it out! What’s the damn number? Quit stalling and act like you’ve got a spine.”

Weston stepped forward, calm but firm.

“We’re here to settle this, Sebastian. Give us your terms. Holding Isabelle only makes things worse. What do you want?”

A smirk touched Sebastian’s lips as he retreated, leaning back against the hood of his sports car with practiced ease.

“You asked yourselves. Then let Ms. Isabelle Anderson be my girlfriend–for one month,” he said, the words dripping with mock innocence.

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Isabelle stood frozen, her face ashen.

Damian, Weston, and Lucas went rigid, fury simmering just beneath their controlled exteriors.

“You’ve got some nerve!” Lucas burst out, a harsh laugh escaping him. “Take a look at yourself, Sebastian. Dreaming a little too high, aren’t you?”

Weston elbowed him sharply–a silent warning to dial it back.

Of the three, Lucas was the youngest, his

words blunt and unfiltered, with a habit of looking down on almost everyone.

Of course, except for Weston and Damian.

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He was dreaming high?

If she hadn’t crossed him, he wouldn’t have spared her a glance.

Plenty of women flocked to him, but his real passion was his racing team.

Playboys like Lucas would never get it.

“You wanted me to name my price. I did. Now you’re backing out? Make up your minds,” Sebastian said, spreading his

hands.

“My patience has limits, Sebastian.” Damian’s voice was glacial, his eyes gloomy with promised consequence.

Sebastian shot back, refusing to flinch. “Is

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“Do show me what happens when lose your cool, Mr. Hall.”

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In one seamless motion, Damian’s hand slipped inside his jacket and emerged with a matte–black pistol.

Years ago, after the brutal kidnapping, he’d trained exhaustively in France and later secured a legal carry permit back

home.

The click of the cocking mechanism was unnaturally loud in the quiet,

Damian leveled the barrel at Sebastian.

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chose defiance.

“In this city, what I say goes. Right here, right now, I’m going to show you the price of trying to threaten me.

“The law allows me to defend myself when I deem it necessary.

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