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.

responsible would be hunted down

her eyes open, an unfamiliar ceiling

over her as she tried to piece

at home with Domenic? Or was this yet another one of

she found the space next

quickly seized by the figure standing by

called out

sound behind him, Domenic swiftly turned around, his eyes sparking with a hint of joy upon

He rushed to her side, taking

“You are finally awake.

gaze, a flicker of confusion dancing in her

her surroundings as the Costa Grace, the elegant ship where

eyes welled

meant that this

what’s the matter?” Domenic asked

recall what

fathom why

her recollection

was returning to her room, downing a

she had

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