Chapter 132

Victoria's POV The wine sloshed across my face wasn't an accident. Catherine Watson stood there, her hand still raised, satisfaction gleaming in her eyes. "You..." her friend trailed off, clearly at a loss for words. "Catherine," Damien's voice cut through the tense silence, edged with an Alpha's chilling command. "Don't you have something to say?" Catherine's jaw tightened before she spoke. "What do you want me to say? Yes, I'm jealous of her. You said you had important business, but it was just to have dinner with her? Why can you make time for her but not for my birthday?" Her voice grew increasingly pitiful, tears welling in her eyes. To anyone watching, she might have appeared to be the victim in this situation. I could feel the shift in the room, the hushed whispers blooming like ugly flowers as people started speculating if Catherine was Damien's heartbroken girlfriend, catching him red-handed. Damien noticed the sideways glances and murmurs too. "You're my employee, Catherine.