The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1407

"Robin, what's your take on letting Wendy go?"
Robin was caught off guard by the sudden question. He looked up at Damon, gave his usual slight smile, and said, "She's forgivable."
Damon responded coldly, "And at what point does it become unforgivable? Is it when it involves taking lives?"
Robin's face stiffened. "...Wendy hasn't gone that far."
Cole immediately chimed in, "That's right, Wendy is still young and hasn't made any significant mistakes. Damon, if you give her back to me now, I promise we won't cross paths again."
"It's too late for that."
"Damon... what the hell do you want?!"
"Her death would be the best solution. She could fulfill her wish, and I could finally have some peace of mind."
"Damon!!"
Cole was genuinely angry this time. He had done his best to compromise and plead, but it was all in vain. After all the effort to meet Damon, was there no change at all? How could he stand by and watch Wendy march towards death in Damon's hands?
Presley was utterly taken aback by Damon's words. He knew Damon was smart, thoughtful, and resilient. Damon was decisive and resolute in business, with a distinctive leader's demeanor.
He knew about the two things Damon had done, but he hadn't thought much about it. He hadn't witnessed Damon killing his beloved dog or how he drove the four racers off the cliff. All he knew was that it happened. The dog was buried, and the four lives were cleanly dealt with.
He thought it was just a phase of rebellion or youthful folly for Damon. But if he saw Damon's eyes when he was angry, even just once, he wouldn't be so shocked now.
Damon was excellent at hiding his cruelty and ruthlessness. As he said, he seemed calm on the surface, but deep down, he was a bloodthirsty devil. Just like his father, Royce.
Presley had seen it with his own eyes, the seemingly peaceful Royce had once wreaked havoc on the number one gang in Hong Kong for Elizabeth, which was terrifying.
"...What about Chloe? Does she know about you capturing Wendy?" Presley suddenly had a bad feeling...
"She never needed me to meddle in her business," Damon indirectly answered Presley. "We are two individuals. The origin of the problem lies with me. If it wasn't for Wendy insisting on fighting me, Chloe wouldn't have wasted so much time and energy trying to deal with her. I feel guilty towards Chloe for giving Wendy too many chances."
Presley's hands were trembling. "Are you waiting for Chloe to leave before settling scores with us?"
"Yes. Chloe didn't want to put me in a difficult position, so she has been accommodating to you guys. Even though you are my family, even though you have been good to me, even though I feel guilty for favoring her, she's always been clear about her likes and dislikes, and she's been taking up too much for me."
Presley's resentment towards Chloe was deep-rooted. He didn't want to hear any word from Damon that was in Chloe's favor. "Don't you think she's hypocritical? If she really wanted to make it easier for you, why didn't she leave earlier?"
Damon's eyes instantly turned cold, his gaze sticking to Presley like glue, seemingly ready to tear off a layer of skin in the next second.
"Maybe it's because she knew that if she left, I would kill whoever forced her to."
Everyone was shocked by such a crazy statement.
"Have you lost your mind, Damon?!"
"You should be thankful that she didn't leave me as you hoped, or else none of us would have it easy." Damon felt very clear-headed, he had never doubted his decision. Where did his obsession with Chloe come from? Could a woman really have such a great influence that he could become so crazy?
He had no reason. He just liked her. If she left, he couldn't handle it.
Maybe on the day she left, he would really kill everyone. But that day probably wouldn't come.
Chloe wouldn't leave him, no one would force her to, and he wouldn't harm Presley.
Unless she chose to leave. But that day probably wouldn't come either because he wouldn't let her leave. Therefore, he felt no pressure to make empty threats.
But no one doubted his words; they were all shocked by them.
"Chloe just left, and you barged into my hospital room..."
"I just didn't want to scare her. All she needs to know is that I'm good to her; she doesn't need to know anything else."
She never needed to see his determination and ruthlessness.
"I wasn't planning to come so soon." Damon's voice was chillingly cold as he looked at Robin. "But some things forced me to have a chat with Robin sooner rather than later."
Robin's expression finally showed a hint of change. "What do you want to talk about?" Robin squinted his eyes. "Is there something we need to discuss privately?"
Damon looked at him coldly. "Would you prefer to discuss it here?"
Seeing the cold, merciless expression on Damon's face, Robin had a hunch about Damon's intentions. If he didn't agree to leave today, Damon would certainly make things difficult for him.
As for what Damon was going to do, Robin had no idea. Like the things he had just heard, he was just beginning to understand this nephew who had always been distant. Damon was a complete lunatic, just like his father, Royce. They seemed harmless on the outside, but they were still lions, the king of beasts.
They could tolerate their soldiers, their generals, and even irrelevant people fooling around in front of them, but they couldn't allow anyone to encroach their territory. Anyone who did would be severely punished.
With this understanding, Robin didn't hesitate and walked towards the door. Robin's action was his answer.
Damon scrunched up his face, hiding the chill in his eyes, but the boss vibes between his brows were impossible to conceal. He silently turned around, carrying a wave of coldness with him.