Chapter 565
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
Domenic, seated upright with hands resting on the sofaâs back and his tie slightly askew, exuded an air of unruliness.
âCome out.
â Juanita shot her daughter a piercing glance, turned around, and strode away.
Sulking, Lindsey pursed her lips and hurried to catch up with her mother.
Juanita stopped in a secluded nook, turned abruptly, and cast an angry glare at Lindsey, saying, âThis man purportedly intended to escort you to rest.
I sensed his intentions were nefarious.
Did he lack control in the lounge? If I hadnât intervened, would you have dallied in carnal affairs? You, as a young lady, ought to grasp self-preservation.
Donât give yourself casually to an undependable man.
â
âMom, youâre misconstruing the situation! Mr.
Walsh is not the man you perceive him to be,â Lindsey hastily explained.
âMr.
Walsh?â Juanita frowned.
âWalsh, you say?â
âYes, whatâs wrong?â Lindsey queried, perplexed by Juanitaâs reaction.
âihat precisely is his name?â
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âDomenic Walsh.
â
Juanita had never encountered this name before.
However, the Walsh family, preeminent among the four clans in Morcastle, crossed her mind momentarily.
The Vitality Group, founded by the formidable youngest scion of the Walsh family, held an enigmatic status in the business realm.
Notwithstanding his face, even his name was scarcely recognized.
On reflection, Lindseyâs boyfriend was merely an ordinary company employee.
How could he possibly be associated with the Walsh family?
Many people bore the surname Walsh, prompting Juanita to dismiss it as a coincidence.
As Juanita pondered this, Domenic advanced toward her from the corner, his pretty face and perfect building accentuating why her daughter was smitten with him.
âMs.
Lopez, Linds, Iâve just received an urgent call from the company.
I regretfully must leave now.
â Domenic resumed his composed demeanor, a faint smile gracing his lips.
His words and comportment were faultless, but the more impeccable his behavior, the more disquietude gnawed at Juanita.
How profound must a man be to disguise himself so flawlessly.
âVery well,â Juanita consented, but she didnât look at him.
âLet me walk you out.
â Turning to face Domenic, he nodded at her.
âLinds.
â
Unable to bear Lindseyâs meekness, Juanita yearned to intercede, but Lindsey paid no heed to her reservations.
Firmly clasping Domenicâs arm, she exited the banquet hall with him.
Fuming with ire, Juanita retrieved her phone and dialed her assistantâs number.
âConduct an inquiry into a man by the name of Domenic Walsh.
I need to know about his employment and superiors.
â
Meanwhile, Benny, Shelia, and Kendra sat in a corner, oblivious to the scene unfolding.
After learning that Benny was the head of a tiny business, the bigwigs around Benny showed little interest in speaking with him despite his desire to make friends with them.
This gathering exuded an air of utilitarianism and purpose.