Damian's POV
Ensuring my sister’s safety instantly became a priority after the attempted murder at the party. I had called a few security personnel and had made sure to inform them of their priority to keep her safe.
I was still on phone with the chief inspector when I heard the door to my study close and I had to turn to see who it was since I had my face turned to the window as I talked.
Jasmine appeared in nothing but her short nightgown, straight face, and tied hair, and her folded hands were threatening, so I had to quickly conclude my call.
“Hey, is something wrong?” I asked in concern while walking up to her but her straight face was still maintained and she seemed upset.
“Jas, tell me... what’s wrong?” I worried and she sighed.
“You’ve been on the phone for the past two hou
