Chapter 976

Franklin interjected, “The door’s locked, sir.

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A faint smile tugged at the corners of Jordan’s lips as he instructed the bodyguards, “Force it open!”

“Grandpa, Lindsey might be sleeping too soundly to hear the knocking.

Breaking down the door so suddenly is disrespectful!” Domenic raised his voice, trying to stop the bodyguards.

Jordan scoffed.

“An attendant told me he saw Hendrix enter your suite last night and never come out.

If you weren’t here last night, it was just him and Lindsey alone all night.

Need I spell it out? A man and a woman alone…”

“Impossible!” Domenic interrupted firmly.

“Hendrix is my loyal aide.

He wouldn’t do anything like that.

Grandpa, this might be a misunderstanding.

Please go back and rest.

I’ll wake Lindsey and bring her to see you.

”

“What happened will be clear once we open the door! Domenic, if she wants to be part of our family, she at least needs to be faithful to you!”

Ignoring Domenic’s protests, Jordan ordered decisively, “Break it down!”

Jordan’s autocratic nature meant his commands were rarely defied, even by Domenic.

Several bodyguards quickly converged on the door, their combined strength easily overpowering Domenic.

The door gave way with a loud crash.

Jordan smirked, anticipating Domenic’s rage upon seeing Lindsey’s betrayal.

Franklin entered first.

Domenic stood frozen, his feet seemingly glued to the floor.

He clenched his fists, forcing himself to move forward.

Whatever awaited him, he had to face it.

Stepping into the room, his eyes widened at the sight before him.

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Lindsey lay naked on the bed, a comforter barely covering her body.

Domenic’s expression turned icy.

He moved swiftly, removing his coat and gently draping it over her before pulling her into his arms.

Only when he felt her warmth and her breath did his panic subside slightly.

“Linds, wake up,” he whispered softly, but she remained unresponsive, seemingly in a deep sleep.

“She’s disheveled.

She must be with a man!” Convinced of his suspicions, Franklin lunged forward and pulled back the comforter beside Lindsey.

His eyes widened in shock.

There was no one else!

“This… this can’t be!” he stammered.

“How dare you pull the covers!” Domenic roared, his voice laced with anger.

Jordan arrived at the doorway, followed by a crowd drawn by the commotion.

They peered into the room, their faces a mixture of curiosity and speculation.

“What happened?” the onlookers whispered, craning their necks for a glimpse into the room.

ALL they saw was Domenic holding Lindsey, seemingly fast asleep.

Nothing else.

Confusion rippled through the crowd.

Why had Jordan summoned them at this ungodly hour?

Jordan’s faced morphed into shock.

He scanned the room for any sign of Hendrix.

All he found was an open window, the sea breeze billowing the curtains.

Domenic, too, noticed the open window.

His stern expression drained of color, his dark pupils flickering with a hint of fear.

“What in God’s name is going on here?” Jordan roared at Franklin, pinning the blame for the chaos on him.

Franklin, equally bewildered, was at a loss.

He was certain Hendrix hadn’t left the room the night before.

How could he have vanished? His gaze darted to the windblown window.

A chilling possibility crept into his mind.

Could Hendrix have… jumped into the sea?