Ending the call swiftly, his expression notably stern, Domenic pondered for a moment before dialing a number.

After a few beeps, a languid yet clear female voice echoed from the receiver, “Domenic? Can pigs fly today? You actually called me.

“Aunt Rachel, I do call you every year, remember?” Domenic said lightly.

“You call every New Year, wish me a happy new year, and then hang up quickly.

It’s like saying one more word is too much for you.

Rachel Walsh often teased Domenic, who usually responded with silence.

But this time, he quickly replied, “I’ve been tied up with business.

Please don’t be upset with me.

On the other end, Rachel was slightly taken aback.

Then, with a hint of curiosity, she asked, “Do you need my help with something? Just tell me.

Rachel, Domenic’s aunt, was second only to his mother in understanding him well.

the beloved daughter of Jordan, accustomed

also dearly loved

as Domenic could remember, Rachel

his parents, Rachel often visited, bringing him

Domenic was quite

time, Domenic

being locked in the cellar by his uncles, and Rachel had come to visit Jordan

there but

enduring scar in Domenic’s

faded over time, the scar

to these days?”

Rachel’s brow furrowed slightly.

was rare for Domenic to ask

Was something amiss?

with a project

Why do you ask?”

“Nothing.

I’m just curious.

back lazily and holding the phone, Domenic mused, “Emilio mentioned that a female

she’s being whitewashed by the media,

Walsh Group, only Uncle Brady could

Rachel’s frown deepened,

think of Everleigh, the renowned singer from twenty

connections

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