Chapter 269

“If you really wanna know, Miss James, you could just ask me directly…” Damien Blackwood flashed a mysterious grin, dragging out the last word a little. “Oooh, then spill it, Mr. CEO! What exactly did Cassie get you for your birthday?” Emma James instantly switched gears, eyes gleaming as she pressed him for details. “You can ask,” Damien said coolly, waiting until she finished her sentence before lazily adding, “but I never said I’d answer.” “You sound like an old grandpa, Damien. What's with the dramatic pause? Took you forever to finish one sentence,” Emma muttered and rolled her eyes before slumping back into her seat. “Miss Taylor was the last to arrive. According to the rules, she should take three penalty drinks,” David James chimed in calmly, his voice low and smooth like still water—so pleasant it almost made people want to listen more. “Yeah, yeah, rules are rules. Three drinks for showing up late!” Emma caught on fast and grabbed the champagne, pouring three glasses for Cass