Chapter 980

Domenic’s tolerance had been exhausted.

Aware of his grandfather’s role in Hendrix’s disappearance and Lindsey’s recent ordeal, Domenic found it impossible to forgive him, even though he was family.

Just as he couldn’t forgive his grandfather for allowing Rupert to desecrate his mother’s ashes.

If claiming the heirship meant marrying a woman his grandfather chose, Domenic was prepared to renounce the title.

From this point forward, he would steer his own course!

Wyatt chuckled softly.

“I knew I didn’t misjudge you… You escaped the asylum, you kept your promise to clear my name, and you built Vitality Group from nothing.

I believe you’re destined for great things.

”

Wyatt was the man who had helped Domenic escape that asylum.

After Domenic’s decisive actions and faithfulness impressed him, he had remained loyally at his side.

He was sure he had chosen wisely.

Initially, he had merely admired Domenic.

Now, his feelings had deepened to respect.

Few companies, whether nationwide or globally, could measure up to the Walsh Group.

While Domenic might not fully anticipate the challenges of independence, Wyatt was confident his decision was meticulously planned.

Domenic was the type to grasp even the slimmest chance, transforming a one percent probability into a certainty.

“Whatever path you choose, I’m with you.

I am your blade, ready to strike wherever you point,” Wyatt declared, echoing the loyalty once shown by Hendrix.

That was precisely the confirmation Domenic needed.

With Wyatt’s unwavering support, he felt unburdened.

Ending the call, Domenic stood on the balcony, gazing at the tranquil sea.

He was aware of the treacherous currents lurking beneath its calm surface.

The road ahead was fraught with dangers, yet he was resolved to advance, undeterred by the challenges.

He was determined to seek justice for the wrongs against his parents, Hendrix’s ordeal, and the harm inflicted upon Lindsey.

Drawing a deep breath, Domenic experienced a freedom he had never felt before.

His life had previously been constrained by the demands and expectations of the Walsh family, dictated by his grandfather.

Now, he was ready to live for himself and those he cherished.

As he turned, his silhouette was bathed in sunlight, casting a resolute shadow.

He stepped into the looming darkness, carrying with him an unmistakable glow of determination.

Back in his room, Jordan exploded at Franklin.

“Is this your idea of success? Is this how you manage things? Really?”

Franklin’s expression was stern.

“I didn’t foresee Hendrix diving into the sea.

But that still doesn’t erase the possibility of something happening between him and Lindsey.

”

“What’s the point of saying that now?” Jordan shot back, his glare intense.

“With Hendrix gone, there’s no way to confirm anything! Unless… he’s still somewhere alive.

”

Franklin leaned in closer, his voice low and urgent.

“I’ve already dispatched people to find him.

We need to see him, dead or alive.

”

Jordan nodded, remembering the ferocity in Domenic’s eyes earlier.

With a steely resolve, he added, “We must ensure Domenic never learns that Hendrix’s incident is tied to me!”

“Relax, I’ve covered our tracks perfectly.

He won’t find out,”

Franklin assured him with unwavering confidence.