Chapter 38: Turning in the Assignment
(Damon's POV)
I held the phone to my ear, saying nothing, but I didn't hang up. The line crackled with the faint sound of breathing.
Hunter finished dealing with the scuffle near the DJ booth and walked over. He intercepted a girl in a sheer dress who was trying to approach me.
"Don't even think about it," Hunter said, flashing a charming but dismissive smile. He pointed a thumb at me. "The Prince is emotionally unstable right now. Find someone else."
The girl pouted and walked away. Hunter dropped onto the sofa beside me, eyeing the phone still pressed to my ear. He mouthed the words, *Your grandfather?*
I ignored him. On the other end of the line, Scarlet hadn't fallen completely asleep. In her twilight state, she must have heard me snap
