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.

be hunted down and made to pay for

when Lindsey slowly blinked her eyes open, an unfamiliar

as she tried to piece together

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

head to the side, she found

attention was quickly seized by the figure standing by the

called

around, his eyes sparking

her side, taking a

“You are finally awake.

gaze, a flicker of confusion dancing in her eyes as clarity

her surroundings as the Costa Grace, the elegant ship where the Walsh

welled with

that this

matter?” Domenic asked urgently,

what

fathom why he

her recollection was

room, downing a bottle

she had

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