The realization hit me hard, stirring up a storm of emotions.
Memories of past conflicts flooded my mind, fueling resentment. I clenched my fists, fighting to contain the rage.
How dare he summon me after all he'd done? But amid the anger, determination surged. I refused to cower.
With resolve, I met his gaze, silently challenging him. As Mr. Slater stared back, a battle of wills ensued.
But I vowed to emerge victorious. No matter his games, I wouldn't bow down.
With a cold stare, Mr. Slater commanded, "Damon, come closer. We have matters to discuss."
Damon's response matched Mr. Slater's intensity as he met the cold stare with a determined gaze, replying, "What is it, sir?"
He motioned towards a chair, silently conveying that he wanted me to sit down for our conversation.
As I settled into the chair, I couldn't help but wonder what Mr. Slater wanted from me.
