Damian's POV
Sabrina was swiftly helped into the car by me. I inhaled deeply because I assumed she would explain what had happened and let me know that she didn't want to get married to me. I'm not sure why I'm scared; perhaps I'm worried that grandpa might expel me from the business. For that company, I put in a lot of effort; everything I have now is the result of my work and tiredness. I did nothing but work, yet I also accomplished a lot in life.
I must admit that I had a lot of wives, but only under my grandfather's orders. I believe that getting a wife would be a waste of time. Despite being old and no longer young, I don't require a wife or anything else.
"Where are the medicines?" I looked at Sabrina.
"It's here with me. Why?" I asked while adjusting my seat belt. "Ar
