Damian glanced up at Stella as he was waiting for the draft.

Everyone was waiting.

But Stella couldn’t bring out the draft .

"Stella," Damian called her name coldly.

Stella went into a brief moment of blankness, but she quickly snapped back to reality.

"Mr. Clark, I heard you coughing this morning. Is your throat bothering you?"

Damian woke up feeling his throat dry and itchy.

When she accompanied Stella to her hometown, apart from the injury on ...