Chapter 200

Rory stepped out wisely as soon as Mabel entered, leaving only Damian and Mabel in the room. She looked at Damian affectionately and stepped forward. "I have something to tell you, Damian." Mabel's cheeks flushed as she spoke. Damian glanced at her indifferently before rejecting her outright, "I'm not interested in you." Mabel's face turned white as a sheet while her tightly pursed lips turned colorless. Her hopes had been dashed by him even before she managed to confess her feelings. With teary eyes, she sniffled pitifully and said, "I really like you, Damian." Damian had a hand stuffed in his pocket. He looked at her coldly before asking, "You like me? What do you like about me? Is it my looks, my background, or my wealth?" Mabel's face fell the more he continued to speak. She clenched her fists and stumbled forward. "I like you for yourself, Damian!" "Would you still like me if I had no power or status?" Damian asked. "I would!" Mabel admitted. She figured it was all hypoth