Chapter 87: Bridge Collapse Crisis
(Scarlet's POV)
I walked over to the leather sofa where Damon sat, his attention fixed on his phone screen. I bent down slightly, my voice low.
"I need to use the restroom."
On the screen, Damon's character executed a brutal combo, effortlessly finishing off Hunter's avatar which was hovering at low health.
"Dammit!" Hunter groaned from the adjacent seat, throwing his hands up. "That is absolute bullshit. Your gear is modded, admit it."
Damon didn't immediately queue for another match. Instead, he locked the screen and stood up, buttoning his suit jacket with a fluid motion. He intended to go with me.
I stopped in my tracks, turning to face him. I didn't look flustered. I arched a brow, letting a smirk play on my lips.
"Relax, Damon. I pro
