Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

Lindsey froze, memories of the past surfacing of how she had once acted improperly toward him while under the influence.

She was well aware that her manners deteriorated when she drank.

Yet, in the past, she retained at least some fragmented memories.

This time, her mind was a blank slate.

What had she possibly done?

The thought of the sex dream made her cheeks burn.

Was it possible that she had acted out her dream, seeking his affection in reality?

“Even if that were true, I was too drunk to realize what I was doing!”

She defended herself hastily.

Domenic chuckled.

“What? You’re trying to deny it again, just Like last time?”

Lindsey lifted her gaze to him, overwhelmed by a flood of memories from their past encounters.

Each memory sliced through her heart sharply.

She had never envisioned a future with him, nor anticipated the complexities of their interactions.

“Then my answer remains unchanged.

Nothing happened,” Domenic declared as he stood, his demeanor shifting back to its usual detached coldness.

He gazed down at her and continued, “Rest some more.

If you’re hungry, just let me know.

I’ll be outside.

Once you feel better, we’ll disembark.

”

With that, he turned and exited the bedroom.

Lindsey felt an urge to call him back, but the words lodged in her throat.

Her heart was heavy.

Although she was now awake, her head continued to reel.

How potent had that wine been last night? She sensed that something was amiss.

Once outside the bedroom, Domenic stepped onto the balcony and dialed his top secret guard, Wyatt Cooper.

The call connected immediately.

“Hello.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

”

“Hendrix has jumped into the sea and is now missing.

Whether he’s alive or dead, find him.

I don’t care what it takes, even if you must drain the entire sea,” Domenic instructed.

He was aware that surviving in such a vast expanse was highly unlikely, but he would not accept it until he received definitive news.

Wyatt, taken aback by the urgency, responded softly, “Understood.

I’ll find him.

”

“Hyatt,” Domenic continued in a firm, resolved tone, “I’m leaving the Walsh Group.

”

Wyatt, caught slightly off guard, responded, “You mean…”

“Yes,” Domenic affirmed.

“Vitality Group was my creation and is under my complete control.

I will sever ties with the Walsh Group and use my resources to usurp them, freeing myself from my grandpa’s domination.

”

Domenic knew his position within the Walsh Group would never allow him freedom from his grandpa’s manipulative tactics.

To secure his inheritance, he had endured countless trials, feigning compliance.

What had his sacrifices earned him? His grandfather had consistently targeted those closest to him and had even escalated his tactics to ensure total control!