Chapter 974

A wine bottle and a toppled glass marred the otherwise pristine living room.

The sofa bore the telltale signs of a restless night, cushions askew.

His eyes finally landed on the closed bedroom door, suspicion and dread coiling within him.

Domenic had barely advanced a step when a hoarse voice emanated from behind him.

“Sir.

” Franklin called out, his gaze fixed on Domenic.

“Your grandpa requested your presence with Miss Stewart for breakfast.

Observing the open door, I took the liberty to enter.

” Franklin’s gaze swept up and down Domenic’s figure.

Domenic, fully attired with the door ajar, clearly bore the signs of a recent return from outdoors.

“Sir, you… were absent from your suite last night?”

“Yes,” Domenic replied icily.

Stewart…” Franklin’s eyes

Franklin’s look, his brow

“She’s likely still asleep.

let out

you’re well aware of the

already awaiting us

delayed arrival from Miss Stewart might not reflect

numerous regulations, one of which dictated a punctual breakfast at

hadn’t slept

bound by our family’s customs yet,” Domenic retorted, his

some

grandpa that neither Lindsey nor I will join him

hadn’t anticipated Domenic’s response; his expression was shifting to

not

recently acknowledged

at her inaugural breakfast could

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