Chapter 936

“Dad, your decision is rash.

Can’t we discuss it after the event?” Rupert interjected.

“Shut up!”

Jordan’s rebuke was sharp and unforgiving.

Matters had reached a critical juncture.

If Domenic failed to declare his stance, Jordan felt his reputation would suffer.

Both he and the Walsh Group would become objects of ridicule in the business world.

Jordan never anticipated Domenic’s choice of Lindsey.

He had meticulously cleared all obstacles for Domenic, intending to hand over the Walsh Group to him.

All he required was for Domenic to assert his intentions publicly.

Yet, as Domenic beheld the share transfer agreement he had long envisioned, he remained motionless, refusing to make a move.

The assembled guests exchanged puzzled glances, their confusion palpable.

What was happening? Why hadn’t Domenic seized the share transfer agreement?

What could be causing his hesitation?

As speculation buzzed throughout the room, Domenic extended his hand and retrieved the share transfer agreement.

Whispers snaked through the throng again.

“See, I told you! He can’t possibly refuse, can he?”

“She’s nothing but a nobody.

How could she possibly hold a candle to the Walsh Group? There are plenty of single women in this world.

He could always keep his options open.

”

“It’s over, then.

We should move on from this mess, I guess?”

A sly smile played on Carole’s lips as the whispers reached her ears.

Domenic had finally given up on Lindsey.

From now on, she’d marry Domenic while Lindsey was just a passing fancy of his, a discarded pawn after use.

Lindsey could never win her again.

Carole basked in the illusion of a secure future.

Jordan let out a satisfied sigh, his features softening.

“Domenic,” he began, “I knew you wouldn’t disappoint…”

His words were cut short as Domenic, eyes squeezed shut, murmured, “Grandpa, I’m sorry.

”

Jordan’s gaze snapped to Domenic, a mix of disbelief and confusion clouding his face.

Carole, too, was caught off guard, her eyes widening in bewilderment.

“Domenic, what are you on about?” she demanded.

Domenic’s eyes, when he opened them, glittered with a steely determination.

He snatched the share agreement and, with a dramatic flourish, tore it to shreds.

The paper scraps fluttered down like mournful snowflakes.

A stunned silence descended upon the room.

All eyes were glued to the scene unfolding before them.