Damien's POV.
"If you find something important, report to me," I told one of the guards on duty as I marched away from the scene.
My mind was still reveling in irritation and I pitied whoever was the fool who would dare disturb my peace by stealing from Cecilia— and that was if there was a thief to begin with!
Cecilia could have just misplaced it by herself! Everything was possible at this point! After all, she already tried to blackmail me with a lie. What was an extra lie that she couldn't deliver?
These fresh thoughts fueled my anger further and I made a mental note to deal with her if I found any foul play. I wouldn't wait for any concrete reason. Lying to me on two circumstances was enough fucking concrete!
Continuing down the hallway in anger, I had barely reached halfway to my study when I heard another shriek.