the best Dad

★★★★★

"I may be immoral and a jerk, but why do I feel like you're a liar, hiding something deep beneath your skin?" Damon's tone was accusatory, his eyes narrowing slightly as he spoke.

"Why don't you try your skills at the CID Agencies if you're so good at uncovering lies hidden behind masks? Every family has its own past, and I believe yours would be much more complex and intriguing than mine," Jasmine retorted sharply, pulling the lids off the bowl to reveal warm rice, vegetables, and eggs with mushroom gravy.

She needed to distract herself with food before Damon could probe any further.

Jasmine served herself a generous portion of rice and mushroom gravy, trying to focus on her meal despite the tension in the air.

"How did you manage to get the food if you can't leave your office?" Jasmine inquired, curiosity evident in her voice.

"We have a kitchen in my office since I often work late nights here. You can guess how I managed to have food," Damon replied a hint of amusement in his