Let's Tear His Clothes

Crispin's eyes narrowed on Damien and locked there for long. In the end, when Evan thought that the man would refuse. He gave a sneer but nodded.

"Very well. I appreciate the kindness of the lady. But I will administer the amount of repairs done on this building." Damien did not nod but turned to look at Evan, surprising both of them.

Evan could not be anymore grateful as she nodded her head hurriedly but Crispin looked like he had tasted something foul. His lips twisted in an ugly way.

"Shall we?" Damien held Evan's hands and they both left the room under the cold gaze of Crispin.

"The church must be informed about this change before the woman would ruin everything." Crispin whispered in a cursing voice as he gritted his teeth.

The silence felt heavy but Evan opened her mouth and closed it. Her brain refused to cooperate with her. She wanted to say something, something that showed her worry but did not hurt his pride.