Emma Hart's gaze lingered on Damien Sterling, scrutinizing every detail.
"Stop staring. If I said I didn't do it, then I didn't do it."
Even now, Damien Sterling staunchly refused to admit anything, and Emma Hart couldn't be bothered to argue with him any further.
If she were to find out it was indeed his doing, he'd probably feel utterly embarrassed.
Alright, Emma thought, understanding his need to feign innocence.
Just then, Damien's phone rang.
Emma couldn't help but sneak a peek, noticing it was a call from Damien's assistant.
Damien answered the call, and all Emma could hear was the assistant's voice on the other end, "Mr. Sterling, do we need to send more water trucks?" Upon hearing his assistant, Damien's face turned grim, "No, we don't!" he responded coldly, then hung up.
Damien cleared his throat, but Emma had already heard everything.
