Damian's POV
I'm pissed. I don't know why I'm so irritated for so many reasons and to list them all will only make me more irritated. They're embarrassing us in front of many people and I know I'm not the only one who noticed that because the aura they show to us and many people is very different. I took a deep breath and sat down on the sofa inside.
"Damian, are you okay?"
I heard mommy's voice. I didn't look there and kept my gaze on the glass wall in front of me. I knew they all came in but my attention was not there.
"It's like they were insulting our capabilities to handle this situation. I don't understand what they want to convey to everyone or what they want to say," I said irritated.
"We also felt that, especially the well-known friends. We also don't understand if the press con is for everyone or just for them," replied grandfather.