Chapter 938

She shifted her gaze to Domenic and Lindsey, a cruel glint in her eyes.

“Then I want you to never marry Lindsey.

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Domenic’s eyes flashed cold.

He frowned at Carole, his voice tight.

“What did you say?”

Carole dug her nails into her palms.

Her eyes, red-rimmed and vengeful, met Domenic’s unblinking stare.

“I said you can refuse me to marry me,” she repeated.

“But you won’t marry Lindsey either.

Domenic, don’t forget I once saved your life and you’ve made your promose.

You can’t deny it!”

Domenic’s voice dropped, barely a growl.

“Why must you be so unreasonable?”

A loud thud jolted them both.

Jordan slammed his cane onto the floor.

Witnessing Domenic rip apart the equity transfer agreement had left him frozen in disbelief.

It took a long time for him to process what he’d seen.

Domenic had chosen Lindsey? The revelation felt like a mental explosion, worse than when his son married a commoner and abandoned the Walsh Group.

This was a betrayal that fueled both anger and deep pain.

Years of meticulously grooming his successor had gone to waste.

Why would both Domenic and his father sacrifice their futures and the company for women? They were both crazy!

“Domenic, you’re out of line! What do you mean you love her?!” Jordan’s voice trembled.

He pointed a finger at Lindsey, confusion etched on his face.

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“Wasn’t she with Emi…? What the hell is going on here?!”

Domenic stepped forward, shielding Lindsey.

He met his grandfather’s scrutiny head-on.

“Grandpa, you’ve never considered my feelings.

Only your own thoughts and judgments.

I never dared tell you because since childhood, any girl who approached me was ruthlessly pushed away.

I kept it all hidden, just to protect the woman I love.

Emilio said that he bought that necklace but he did that to help me.

It was my gift for Lindsey.

She’s irreplaceable.

Like the red diamond symbolizes, she has my heart.

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Domenic’s voice, though light, held unwavering strength and determination.

Jordan stared at him, bewildered.

His grandson felt like a stranger.

He believed everything he’d done was for Domenic’s sake to prevent him from repeating his father’s tragic fate.

He’d assumed Domenic understood his efforts.

Had he been wrong all along?

“Ridiculous.

This is absurd!” Jordan stumbled back, a mix of anger and sadness clouding his face.

His butler hurried to his side, offering support.

Jordan jabbed a finger at Domenic’s nose.

“Don’t you remember how your father died? If he’d listened to me and hadn’t married your mother, he wouldn’t have died young! Do you want to follow in his footsteps?!”

Domenic’s eyes turned icy as Jordan mentioned his parents.

His gaze drifted to the vacant-eyed Rupert standing nearby.

A cold sneer crept across his face.

His voice was laced with icy pressure.

“Grandpa, you know the truth about my parents’ death better than anyone.

Do you really want me to air it out in front of everyone? Can you handle the world’s judgment?”

Following Domenic’s gaze, Jordan saw his second son, Rupert.

The car accident all those years ago.

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it had been his sons’ doing.

He knew.

Domenic had every reason to hate his uncles.

He always believed the business world was ruthless.

Brothers turned against each other; it was unavoidable.

Being born into a powerful family was like living with an ax hanging overhead.

You could never relax.

Domenic’s father, however, seemed to have forgotten this.

He’d forgotten the lessons Jordan had instilled.

Consumed by a desire for an ordinary life, he failed to realize his very existence threatened others.

With better awareness, how could he have been so easily killed by his own brothers?