chapter 52

Damien pours himself some more wine, torturing me with suspense. He takes a few sips silently, as if picking the right words.

"Damien, say something."

"I've never told this to anyone." He sighs. "I know it sounds insane. Impossible, even. That's why I've kept it to myself all these years. Plus, who makes such crazy accusations against their own mother who got into an accident that threw her into a coma that lasted for almost a year? An accident that broke her spine and nailed her to the wheelchair? Who would even believe me?"

"I would." I blurt out. "Try me."

Silence stretches for a moment, his face beaming for a second before the frown forms again. He takes another sip before he finally sighs and clears his throat.

"You've met my mother." He starts. "Camille Hunt is a fierce fireball. A go-getter. The kind of woman who grabs what she wants. She will mop a desert and fùck a cactus if that's what it takes to get what she wants. That's how she built her booming Company. That's how she b