383 Anything Is Possible

During dinner, Damien and Katherine's aunt, Deborah, talked about what they would release from their company's PR. They coordinated and came to an agreement as to what they would release to the public if there was a need. To keep things private and safe, they decided that it would be best for now not to address the issue regarding the status of Damien and Katherine's real relationship. It wouldn't help either parties at this point anyway so there was no need to comment about that matter to the public. What's important at the moment was the bidding.

The entire time that the two conversed, Katherine kept silent as she ate. Occasionally, she would notice Caroline Young, Deborah's daughter, fawning over Damien who sat opposite her at the dining table. It was quite weird for Katherine to witness another female ogle Damien unabashedly in front of her—she didn't know whether she should call her out or just let her be.

However, she couldn't help herself so without thinking much, she blurted, "Wipe your drool, Caroline." 

Caroline, averted her gaze away from Damien and wiped her mouth with the table napkin absent-mindedly. It only lasted for a few seconds before her gaze went back to Damien again. Katherine could only shake her head seeing as the other was hopeless now.

After drinking their after-dinner tea, Damien and Katherine decided to go home. The five of them stood outside of the Young Mansion saying their goodbyes. Deborah Young took advantage of the opportunity that Damien Park was in their territory at the moment so she pulled all her aces and talked about stuff that she thought the Chairman of Crown Resort Group was interested in regarding business. This was a chance that didn't come by often so despite knowing that he and Katherine had feelings for each other, she wanted to make sure that she could impress Damien Park—hoping that it would be enough to sway him to favor Young Corporation.

Katherine went closer to her grandfather and gave him a big hug, whispering to his ear so that only the two of them could hear, "I know what you're doing…"

As if Grandfather Theo could already understand what his granddaughter meant, he chuckled, "Is it working? Do you love him back now?"

Pulling back, Katherine raised her hand in front of them, showing five fingers—their little secret signal that meant: 'Can you keep a secret?'

Upon seeing the sign, Grandfather Theo curled his mouth into a smile and nodded enthusiastically at their own little game and he heard her say, "I never stopped."

The look on Katherine's face when she said the words was solemn and gentle. And she was telling the truth. The gravity of her words could be felt when he looked into her eyes.

"Then you shouldn't make him wait," he told her.

With a small smile, she kept her voice soft. "It's not as easy as 1–2–3, Grandpa…"

"You think so?"

"I know so… And I'm sure your daddy and mommy are happy for you…"

Hearing what her grandfather just said, she had to force out a smile to mask the uneasiness in her heart. 'Was that really true? Are they really happy for me?' she wondered silently. 

Brushing those thoughts aside, Katherine noticed Damien's signal and so she gave her grandfather a quick hug and bid him goodbye. "We have to go, Grandpa. I'll call you soon."

The drive on the way home was quiet. It hadn't been five minutes that Damien was driving when he noticed how Katherine's mood was slightly off. Reaching for her hand across the front seat, he asked, "Did your grandpa say something to you? You look a bit upset."

Katherine was in a trance just now and did not notice Damien's concern until she felt his hand on hers. She was just thinking about what her grandfather told her earlier and it slightly bothered her. Squeezing back his large hand, she said, "Damien… I haven't visited my parents yet…"

The car slowed down and he pulled over on the side of the road with the hazard on before he turned to face her. "Where are they buried?" He glanced at the time on his watch—it was almost nine in the evening. "Did you want to go today? I could drive and accompany you there…"

She shook her head in response. "Sorry, Grandpa just said something that made me think about my parents. It's okay… not today…" She smiled. "Let's go home."

"Are you sure?" he worried, brushing his knuckles against her cheek. When she nodded, he pulled the Range Rover back on the road and drove towards Golden Phoenix Residences.

…

When they were in the elevator, Damien thought of telling her about his place at the top floor of the building but just as he was about to say something, Katherine asked, "Earlier… At Palm District, you were telling me about the restaurant owner's son. What was his name?"

He had one hand inside his pocket while the other ran through his hair and scratched the back of his head. He thought he could already forget about White. But it looked like it wasn't his day today. He ran a tired hand down his face and let out a heavy sigh before saying, "Wallace White."

"Why is that name familiar? Where have I heard of it?"

"He's that artist… the one who made the painting that you saw in the private room of Central Harbor Restaurant."

"Ah…" Katherine's mouth slacked upon the discovery, recalling what Alianna said about that artist. 'Damien's lover boy' echoed in her mind. She was momentarily immobile inside the elevator until they reached the 61st floor. "Ah... that man…" 

The two stepped out of the elevator and Damien had to pull her by the hand to see her face. When he did, he was sure that he could see amusement in her eyes. A slow smile formed on her lips and she asked further, "And how was your… um… meeting?"

Loosening the tie around his neck, he suddenly felt suffocated by the attention. But he couldn't escape from this anymore. He had to tell her somehow. "I really want to go to the auction with you…"

"O...kay? Then come with me..." she hesitantly muttered, baffled by his statement.

"I can't."

"Why not? Is that… man, not allowing you to go there?" Though it did not make sense at all, that was all she could think of.

"No… the opposite. He wants me to go there… with him… as his date…" Damien tried his best to be careful with his words but no matter how he spoke, in the end, the truth was still the same.

Katherine's giggle filled the hallway of the 61st floor. "Ah?! He what?"

Damien's head hung low. Her giggle used to be music to his ears… but now, it was slightly annoying—all because she was laughing at the thought of him with another man.

"Awww… Why do you look so sad?" Her sing-songy voice and cutesy expression as she teased him did nothing to appease the sulking man. "Is that why you didn't answer me earlier? Did you think I was going to get upset that you aren't going with me?"

With nothing to say, he could only stare at her with his eyes looking lazy as hell.

Hooking her arms with his, she ushered him towards her penthouse. "You should have told me sooner, Damien… I didn't know you were into men…" A huge grin cast on her face as she spoke.

He clicked his tongue and pinched her cheek. "You'll regret saying that."