Chapter 139 - The Cold Shoulder and Colder Memories
Everything with Giselle Grayson was finally resolved. She'd gotten off with a suspended sentence after a public apology to me. Justice served? Not really. But it was the best I could expect from a society that coddles the rich and powerful.
But that wasn't what was eating at me as I stared at my phone. Again, no response from Damien.
Three days. Three days of silence since our argument about the villa transfer. I'd called, texted, even stopped by his office once, only to be politely but firmly rebuffed by his secretary, Kendall.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Ashworth. Mr. Sterling is in meetings all day," she'd said with professional detachment. "I'll let him know you came by."
I tossed my phone onto my desk, frustration gnawing at my insides. This wasn't like Damien at all. Even when upset, he'd always been responsive, always willing to talk things through. But now? Complete radio silence.
