Damien held Jane’s waist with one hand and supported her shoulder with the other. His light brown eyes looked a little dim under the dim light.
His voice was cold and lacked warmth. “Are you drunk?”
He appeared indifferent and his words sounded like he was blaming Jane for bumping into him.
Jane stared at him for a few seconds and realized that this was not her imagination. She quickly stabilized herself and thanked him. “Thank you.”
She was surprised to see him here. Wasn’t he on a business trip in London?
Damien frowned slightly as he noticed the faint smell of alcohol on her body. It was obvious that she had been drinking. The paleness on her face was also due to fright.
Mr. Dickson’s heart rose in his throat when he saw Jane bump into Damien. He quickly pushed Ciara
