"That's not what I meant, just..."
Suddenly the phone rang, indicating Elara Don had a video call request.
"I have a call coming in, let me take this first."
Elara Don forcefully pushed Damon Hawke away, frantically pulling out her phone from her pocket.
When she saw the caller ID on the screen, she cleared her throat and walked toward the restroom.
A trace of a smile flickered in her eyes.
Connecting the call, she softened her voice and smiled at the little darling in the video, "Hello, sweetie, did you miss me?"
"Mommy, I missed you."
The little darling was holding a doll, blinking big eyes, and pouting red lips at the camera.
"I missed you too! Have you eaten?"
"Yes. Mommy, I want a kiss and a hug."
"Haha, okay, let me give my sweet little darling a kiss."
"..."
The gentle and tender voice of a woman came from the restroom.
She sweet-talked the little darling in the video, calling her a little darling repeatedly.
Damon Hawke stared fixedly at the restroom door, a trace of shock flashing in his dark eyes.
She's married!
She even has a child?
And he actually flirted with a married woman?
Suddenly, he felt a sense of being fooled.
Damon Hawke's face instantly cooled down, his turbulent emotions gradually regaining calm.
In the restroom, Elara Don chatted briefly with the little darling, and a handsome man's face appeared in the video.
"Elly, how is everything since you returned to Sea City?"
Hearing this, Elara Don curved her lips, "Pretty good."
"Sweetie misses you a lot, and I plan to bring her back to the country. Her grandparents have always wanted to see her."
The man looked at Elara Don, his dark eyes showing a hint of tenderness.
"Mm, okay, let's talk when you get back."
Elara Don smiled and then hung up the phone.
Her gaze fell on the phone, her smile slightly restrained.
The man and child in the video were Evan Miles and his daughter, Elly Miles.
And she is Elly Miles's godmother.
One could say, it's fate.
Back then, after Evan Miles canceled their engagement, he married a woman of equal social standing arranged by his family.
The woman was Abigail Lane, the esteemed daughter of the Lane family, who had always admired Evan Miles.
After the two got married, Abigail soon became pregnant.
When she was seven months pregnant, she went to Country F, intending to celebrate Evan Miles's birthday while he was on a business trip there.
But on the way, they were in a car accident, and both were critically injured.
Their daughter was born under these circumstances.
Abigail Lane died, her last words were to save the child.
Evan Miles barely clung to life, but one of his legs was slightly limping.
Grieving and blaming himself for Abigail's death, he named his daughter Elly Miles in remembrance.
It was then she met Evan Miles at the hospital while taking her sick little boy for treatment.
Over time, she and Evan Miles became friends again.
And Elly Miles liked her very much, even calling her Mommy in a slurred voice when she first started speaking.
So, she simply acknowledged the little one as her goddaughter.
Thinking about these past events, Elara Don sighed softly.
Life is unpredictable.
She never thought she would become friends with Evan Miles again.
And the way he looks at her...
Elara Don pursed her lips and put away her phone.
What is gone, is gone.
They ultimately had no fate.
Elara Don composed herself and opened the restroom door.
At this moment, Damon Hawke stood by the window with a glass of wine in his hand, his tall figure looking even more impressive under the light.
Elara Don blinked and inexplicably overlapped this figure with another.
This hooligan's back really resembles Damon Hawke!
"Are you married?"
The man suddenly turned around, his dark eyes staring at her fixedly.
"Huh?"
Elara Don was taken aback, momentarily unable to respond.
"The person you were on a video call with, isn't that your husband and child?"
Damon Hawke's dark eyes slightly moved, a hint of expectation he wasn't even aware of flashing within.
Expecting her to deny it.
"Well... yes, I'm married! So, don't try to hit on me!"
Elara Don's eyes flickered, and she nodded vigorously.
She definitely didn't want this hooligan to have any hope for her!
Just let him be deceived like this!
She's actually married!
Damon Hawke's thin lips tightened, his entire demeanor became even colder.
His gaze moved away from Elara Don's face, and he lightly uttered two words.
"Get out."
"Huh?"
Elara Don was bewildered, sensing the man in front of her was very unhappy.
"I told you to get out!"
Damon Hawke mocked coldly, "What, you don't want to go? Do you want to hide something from your husband and have something with me?"
Elara Don: "..."
What's that supposed to mean!
Forget it, let him misunderstand.
Anyway, she didn't want to have too much interaction with him.
"Then I'm leaving! But thank you for today anyway."
Elara Don pouted, looking at the man's aloof figure, "Drink less, don't take your health for granted. Also, if possible, I advise you to find a decent job, stop fighting and brawling all day long."
After all, he is the child's father, she certainly didn't want him to get into trouble.
Hope he could remain safe and sound.
The woman opened the door and disappeared outside.
The aura around Damon Hawke was as cold as ice, his jaw tight.
This woman, since she's married, should behave herself!
Deliberately coming out to flirt with men, promiscuous!
"Master, Riveras Hayes and his men have all been thrown out by me. They now know that they shouldn't have provoked someone they shouldn't have."
Chase Quinn silently entered the room after Elara Don left.
He had escorted clients away earlier, and when he returned, he found something had happened in his master's room.
He wanted to intervene but saw that Elara Don was present.
He instinctively felt that his master probably didn't want him to interfere, so he had been watching from the shadows.
"The Netherworld Organization is looking for opportunities to expand in the construction sector, right? Let's start with Peak Architecture!"
Damon Hawke downed a glass of wine, a fleeting cold and tyrannical aura flashed across his deep black eyes.
...
Hua Mansion.
"What did you say? Even after I gave him Elara Don's home address, Riveras Hayes still failed, and got beaten up by the Netherworld Organization's people? That useless old man, given the opportunity and he couldn't seize it."
Victoria Don stood in a corner, angrily talking on the phone.
Earlier, after Riveras Hayes had failed at the hotel, she had given Elara Don's home address to him, thinking it would be foolproof, and Elara Don would definitely not escape Riveras Hayes's clutch.
But she never expected the Netherworld Organization to intervene halfway?
Aren't the people in that organization just hooligans?
How did that bitch Elara Don get involved with hooligans?
Victoria Don cursed a couple of times and then hung up the phone, her face not looking good.
In the bushes, Harry Soo, who was catching bugs, peeked his little head out, glaring at Victoria Don who had entered the mansion's door, clenching the bottle tightly in his little hand.
Damn old auntie, she bullied mommy again!
She needed a good lesson!