Evander's POV
I had planned to keep the act going. It was the only way I could get Claire to hear me out since she'd refused to speak with me after our last conversation. But when Damian interrupted us, clapping loudly and breaking the moment, I clenched my fists in frustration. I really wanted to punch him for his foolish timing.
However, my irritation started to fade when he praised Claire for her exceptional acting. The pride in her eyes, mixed with the slight confusion on her face, made it hard to stay mad. She deserved every bit of the praise he was showering her with. But just as I was beginning to relax, Damian opened his big mouth again, this time directing the conversation toward me.