Chapter 36

Chapter 36: Chapter 36

After taking a shower, I started my skincare routine, and that's when Damon decided to walk in. I found it strange. Why did he start visiting my room more frequently after my reincarnation? "Why don't you want me to attend Sofia's engagement party?" Damon asked, standing beside my vanity table, his tone relatively mild. He casually leaned against the table, his long legs in black trousers towering over the tabletop. "I didn't say I didn't want you to. You're being oversensitive," I replied, feeling helpless. "Is it because Jones is also going?" Damon lowered his head, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. This expression usually indicated that he was in a bad mood. I felt a headache coming on. What was he talking about? What did Jones going have to do with me? "No. What are you trying to say? Just spit it out. We've never needed to beat around the bush." I gently circled my fingers on the face mask, then took out a massager and started massaging. "I've told you before, we can each have our own lovers, but you can't target the people around me. Did you forget so quickly?" Damon's aura suddenly turned cold, and his voice followed suit. I was speechless and confused, "Who said Jones is my target?" Damon silently looked at me. I took a guess, "Was it Mitch?" What happened last time at Wellness Oasis, that big mouth Mitch must have told Damon. Plus, the fact that I asked Jones to buy personal items for me in the past, it was bound to make Damon suspicious. He was a cunning man. Any abnormality could trigger his alertness. Despite his young age, he was as good as, if not better than, the seasoned foxes in the business world when it came to schemes. Aside from knowing each other's names and appearances, Jones and I really didn't have any connection. "Explain," Damon stood upright, hands casually in his pockets, looking down at me. "Explain what? I'm not close with him," I didn't want to explain.

"If you're not close, why does he suddenly have your contact?" Damon was very dissatisfied with my perfunctory attitude, and a hint of anger appeared on his handsome face, "Eliana, don't push my

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