Chapter 978

With Hendrix alive, he could be used against Lindsey, but in his absence, there would be no way to prove what happened the previous night.

Hendrix had taken these actions solely for his sake.

He had once rescued Hendrix, who in turn pledged a lifetime of loyalty-a vow he had steadfastly upheld.

Domenic’s closed eyes trembled slightly, and his lips turned pale.

Hendrix wasn’t merely an aide; he was his unwavering confidant, someone he relied on wholeheartedly.

His absence was unsettling, as Domenic had grown accustomed to his constant presence.

The loss of Hendrix felt like a dagger to his soul, sending waves of agony through his heart.

The rage coursing through him was unlike anything he had ever experienced.

Struggling to contain the fury bubbling within, he unleashed his frustration by slamming his fist into the window frame, causing his hand to gush with blood.

Domenic’s eyes snapped open, gleaming with steely resolve.

He refused to let Hendrix’s sacrifice be in vain.

was responsible would be hunted down and made

eyes open, an unfamiliar

she tried to piece together

Or was this yet another one of her

she found the

by the figure standing

called

turned around, his eyes sparking with a

rushed to her side, taking a

“You are finally awake.

gaze, a flicker of confusion dancing

the Costa Grace, the

welled

meant that

asked urgently, noting

you recall what happened

fathom why he

recollection

she remembered was returning to her room, downing a bottle of red wine, and then succumbing

she had a

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