Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right by PASSION

Chapter 831

“Kent Walsh was all-in, taking the biggest hits in the price war and securing enormous projects.

He’s lost everything.

His firm was bleeding money for ages, camouflaging its woes from the world.

He meant to use this chance to pivot, not foreseeing he’d be drowning in hundreds of billions worth of debt.

They found him at his home today.

He’d taken his life.

It seems the burden was too great to shoulder,” Arturo conveyed the grim analysis.

Dominic’s expression darkened, a wry smile briefly crossing his Lips.

His uncle Kent, Jordan’s youngest, was no stranger to opulence and arrogance, shielded by family influence.

A smooth sailor all his life, this tempest was more than he could weather.

Dominic lit a cigarette, the ember’s glow veiling his face.

As he contemplated the swirling smoke, his voice broke the silence again.

“Did he sign the share transfer agreement?”

gave a

minutiae was never beneath

share transfer document from his briefcase,

red of a fingerprint marred its surface, causing

his hands clench instinctively, his whole frame

had been to Kent’s opulent home with the intention

a scene of despair—Kent had ended his

had Arturo recoiling, retreating several paces

grim tableau, efficiently detached

a chilling act of practicality, they had forced Kent’s lifeless hand to

at Dominic, who reclined unperturbed, Arturo’s respect

sat a man unfazed, his composure as steadfast as

this was an initiation into the harsh realm

Yates family, the true matriarch

family’s internal struggles had scarred her, both metaphorically and physically-a fact Arturo

his mother’s triumphs, wielding power with what he believed was a just hand, yet guilt

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Dominic shared Miranda’s resilience.

to have an inexorable will,

to the tragic news of his uncle’s death was proof enough-a stoic demeanor, solely focused on the completion of

in order, Dominic inquired, “What’s the status

responded, “I’ve put someone on

you planning to take

his cigarette with a deliberate tap against the desk, leaving a searing mark upon