Chapter 930

Lindsey was mortified.

The invitation Brady had given her placed her right in the VIP section, and her tardiness for only amplified her embarrassment.

“Excuse me,” she muttered, navigating through the crowd to her seat.

Sinking into it, she released a shaky breath.

Under the scrutiny of countless eyes, she straightened her posture, feigning composure as she gazed ahead.

Then, in a split second, she froze.

A familiar, tall, and handsome figure amidst the crowd caught her eye.

At first, she dismissed it as a trick of the light.

She rubbed her dry eyes and refocused.

Her pupils dilated, and her face drained of color.

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There was no mistaking him.

Domenic, with his signature aura of nobility and coldness.

It couldn’t be anyone else.

But why? Why was he here? Why was he standing next to Carole, their hands intertwined?

Lindsey felt like a vise was clamping around her heart, momentarily stealing her breath.

Stuck in a daze, she stared at Domenic, a horrifying thought blooming in her mind.

Could it be…

“Who is that?” Jordan demanded, spotting Lindsey occupying the VIP seat originally reserved for Rachel.

“Lindsey? Why is she here?”

Carole’s feigned surprise was evident in her muttered response, instantly picked up by Jordan.

“Lindsey Stewart?” A dark cloud settled over Jordan’s face, his good mood evaporating.

“What is she doing here? And why is she wearing the same dress as Carole? Is this some kind of sick joke?”

Domenic, witnessing Jordan’s rising anger culminating in a slammed cane, narrowed his eyes and summoned Hendrix with a raised hand.

“That woman must be lost.

Escort her out.

”

Hendrix’s heart hammered in his chest as he approached Lindsey.

He took a deep breath, composing himself before reaching her side.

Leaning in, he whispered, “Miss Stewart, please come with me.

”

“You’re…” Lindsey’s gaze flicked to Hendrix.

A flicker of recognition sparked in her mind — he was the assistant who’d represented the Vitality Group CEO at Carole’s engagement party.

Seeing Domenic dispatch Hendrix confirmed her suspicions.

A shard of ice pierced her heart, stealing her breath.

“Miss Stewart, are you alright?” Hendrix’s concern was evident as he observed her pained expression and clutched chest.

“Let’s step outside.

I can explain this.

”

When Lindsey met his gaze again, her eyes blazed a fiery red.

She swiveled her head to steal a silent glance at Domenic.

A sardonic sneer twisted her lips.

She’d believed she knew Domenic inside and out.

Now, a stark realization dawned — she’d been utterly clueless.

The urge to confront Domenic was overwhelming, but a sliver of sanity prevailed.

She was there for a purpose — to meet the Vitality Group CEO and reclaim her mother’s company.

She wouldn’t let her personal turmoil derail her mission.

Especially considering Sumner’s warning against causing a scene.