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CHAPTER 12

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FLASHBACK TO 4 YEARS AGO... THE NIGHT ALTHEA JUMPED TO HER DEATH

The moment Althea stepped backward, the world seemed to slow into fragments, raindrops suspended in the air, wind howling like a living beast, Dominic screaming her name, echoing in her bones.

Then the cliff vanished beneath her feet. The sea rose to swallow her.

Cold. Violent. Unforgiving.

The impact knocked the breath from her lungs. Darkness swallowed her instantly, dragging her down, down, down into a cold that felt like death
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Hello, dear readers! It's been a while since I wrote here on GN. :) Thank you so much for your support and I hope you will join the adventure of Althea and Dominic. The next few chapters are flashbacks, a look in the past of how Althea survived, thrived and became Miracle Hands. In between, the chapters will be in the present and then will have flashbacks again on how Dominic and Althea met for the first time. So I can able to connect the entire story and what led to everything. Thank you and please leave gem donations as well as your comments to make it sound better. I'll be really grateful!

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    Dominic had always hated towers.It was not because he was afraid of heights or disliked architecture since ironically, it has been his love. He hated towers because for him, towers are like symbols.Symbols of power.Symbols of wealth.Symbols of men who wanted the world to look up at them.Dominic remembered that his father hated them too.Alessandro once told him something like that when Dominic was around ten."Men who build towers are either trying to leave a legacy or trying to hide something."At that age, Dominic hadn't understood.But now, he understood perfectly.Especially today.The Valtieri Holdings Office Tower rose in the center of the financial district.Forty-eight floors.Glass.Steel.Stone.Elegant.Cold.Intimidating.It had always been the headquarters of all the Valtieri patriarchs. It once belonged to his father for a short time before Luca had taken over.Now it belonged to Matteo.Or at least, Matteo was pretending it did.Dominic sat in the backseat of the c

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    Nobody moved inside the room as they finally see what Althea is telling them about.The invisible man.The forgotten brother.The patient observer.The one nobody paid attention to.They watched as Althea wrote another word.MARGINSCircle.Then another.VISIBILITYThen she crossed it out.She turned, looking directly at Enzo."What did Aurelio say when you, guys went to interrogate him?” She asked."Alessandro was the first fracture." Enzo immediately answered."And?""Luca opened the rest."She nodded and then smiled, but not happily. "Exactly." She affirmed and remained silent for a while. She tapped the board, staring at it intently. "Aurelio wasn't talking about deaths. He was talking about vacancies."Nobody spoke nor breathed as what Althea is saying to them finally clicked.The room itself felt different from the time she flung the door open."When Alessandro died..." Althea continued as she pointed to the name and repeated the same thing to the next name. "A position opened.

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    The war room was loud and intense.It was the kind of noise made by intelligent men trying desperately to solve a puzzle with half its pieces missing.Papers covered the table as well as walls.Maps of the Valtieri Estate are by Dominic’s reach as well as security reports, board member profiles, corporate structures that he managed to get from those that are secretly loyal to his father.Sebastian stood near the large whiteboard with a marker in hand.He wrote names, crossing out possibilities, building connections but then destroying them minutes later while letting out curses.Antonio sat with both feet propped on another chair, gripping his third coffee while Vincent beside him is reviewing financial reports.Roberto is on a secure phone, calling old contacts while Ulysses sat quietly, reading historical council records.Michael had arrived half an hour earlier and was now examining Valtieri Holdings' organizational charts with August beside him, commenting from time to time when h

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    Years.She wrote years.Alessandro.Eighteen years.Luca.Twenty-one years.Matteo.Thirty years.She froze as she looked at the numbers.Thirty years.Thirty years.Thirty years.The realization sent chills down her spine.Matteo wasn't absent but was patient.Althea stared at the page."Oh my God." The words escaped again.Nobody noticed or heard because suddenly, everything looked different as she stared at the papers in front of her.Her brain moved rapidly."No." She said to herself as she placed down the papers on her desk. "He wasn't forgotten. He let himself be forgotten. But he stayed in the margins and stayed invisible."Then she stopped and her eyes widened."That's why."She looked toward the window and saw that the estate grounds below looked peaceful.Matteo never competed with Alessandro.He never competed with Luca.He never competed with Dominic.He waited and the realization terrified her because ambitious people made mistakes while patient people didn't.She grabbed

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    The Medical Wing never slept.While mostly the other parts of Blackstone had quiet moments, the medical wing never did.There will always be someone needing help.Someone always needed medication.Someone always needed reassurance.Someone always needed saving.It was one of the reasons Althea loved it and hated as well.Today was one of those days because for the first time in years, she just wanted her brain to stop.However, it refused.Seven-thirty in the morning, Althea, taking over the rounds since Helena told her that she needs to go back to her island to check on a patient that one of her doctors had operated on last night, stood beside the bed of the patient she had operated on the previous day.Mr. Carlos Lind.Forty-nine years old.Collapsed lung.Three fractured ribs.Internal bleeding.He should have died but instead, he’s awake and complaining to Althea, which is a very good sign.She checked his chart."Pain?" She questioned calmly."Five."She looked up and gave him a

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    The mattress shifted again, returning her to the present.Dominic still hadn't slept neither had she.Hours earlier, before they even came to bed, she had already told him.The moment she was finally done from her surgery, Helena informed her about the emergency board announcement.The moment everything changed.Althea still remembered entering their room and finding Dominic sitting on the edge of the bed. He looked exhausted, physically, mentally and emotionally.The interrogation.The Axis.The vault.Aurelio.Weeks of stress.Months of uncertainty.Years of responsibility.It all sat visibly on his shoulders."Dominic." She called gently as she closed the door.He looked up and immediately noticed her expression."What happened?" He asked slowly as he stood up.The words had come slowly because even then she sensed it wouldn't end well."There's news." She replied and watched Dominic trying to hide a sigh.That action alone made her chest ache. It was not because he was annoyed but

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    That night, Nicholas, who is already in his jammies with prints of dinosaurs, wandered into Dominic’s office again. He was carrying his green, dinosaur plushie as well as his book“Papa, are we in trouble?” He asked softly.Dominic turned in his chair, stood up and pulled his son into his arms. He

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