Chapter 935

Lindsey’s eyes widened, a mix of fear and surprise flickering across her face.

Lindsey had heard plenty about the fate of mistresses entangled in the conflicts of affluent and influential families.

Though Jordan didn’t explicitly state it, she sensed that his mention of sending her far away held grave implications.

It could potentially shatter her entire life.

She attended this event solely to reclaim her mother’s company.

She never anticipated stumbling upon Domenic’s true identity, unwittingly becoming entangled in the power struggle of his family.

She gazed up at Domenic’s handsome profile, only to find him still indifferent, not even sparing her a glance.

Lindsey’s heart plummeted, sinking as though trapped beneath the icy surface of a winter lake, losing warmth with each descent.

Domenic had shown no inclination to divulge his true identity, leaving her to grapple with the realization that she had been naively played all along.

How could he ever choose her now?

The heirs of affluent and influential clans were renowned for their coldness and ruthlessness.

Lindsey harbored no illusions—Domenic would undoubtedly forsake her to attain the power and wealth he coveted.

Tears welled in Lindsey’s eyes as she recollected the counsel of her mother, brother, and Sumner.

They had all discerned something amiss with Domenic, but she had remained steadfast in her belief in him and alienated those closest to her.

The promises she once held dear, the vows she once believed in—they were all deceitful, all a facade.

She felt like the greatest fool alive.

Clutching her chest, she tasted blood in her mouth.

The agony coursing through her surpassed even the betrayal inflicted by Chayce and Kendra’s affair.

It gnawed at her bones and pierced her heart with relentless arrows, leaving her writhing in anguish.

The composure and resolve she had struggled to maintain teetered on the brink of collapse.

Her gaze remained fixed on Domenic, the man who had captured her heart, the demon poised to cast her into the abyss.

If he chose to abandon her, she swore she would not passively await her fate.

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She resolved to kill herself rather than allow them to inflict further pain upon her.

In her mind, she braced herself for the worst.

Domenic’s frigid gaze darkened, a faint frown creasing his brow.

The prolonged silence cast a pall of tension over the hall, each attendee holding their breath in anticipation of Domenic’s decision.

“Domenic, what are you hesitating about? Isn’t inheriting the Walsh Group what you’ve always desired?” Observing the impassive expression on Domenic’s face, Carole glanced at Lindsey.

With a resigned sigh, she bit her lip, then, summoning her resolve, she seized Jordan’s arm.

“Mr.

Walsh, if Domenic and Miss Stewart truly care for each other, I am willing to step aside.

Please don’t pressure him any further.

I am unworthy of wearing the dress you selected for me.

”

As Carole moved to remove her dress, Jordan intervened hastily, his heart hardened.

He motioned for the butler to approach and whispered something in his ear.

Soon, his butler produced a share transfer agreement, prepared in advance by Jordan.

Jordan had meticulously arranged this agreement beforehand, intending to transfer the stake to Domenic during the announcement of his marriage to Carole later that evening.

Jordan’s seal was prominently embossed upon it.

With a forceful gesture, Jordan tossed the agreement before Domenic, delivering an ultimatum.

“Sign this, and the Walsh Group is yours.

Domenic, do not disappoint me.

”