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Ch-30
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2025-05-02 12:33:14•~•Third Person’s POV
Dominic paced the length of the room, his polished shoes tapping rhythmically against the floor.
His jaw clenched, hands flexing at his sides as frustration tightened his chest.
Across from him, his father sat at his grand mahogany desk, fingers steepled beneath his chin.
The harsh, jagged lines of burn scars that marred his face caught the dim light, a reminder of the unfortunate events that had shaped him.
Though his posture remained composed, his eyes betrayed the rapid calculations running through his mind.
"You’re going to wear the tiles out with that pacing," his father’s deep baritone finally broke the silence, even and measured.
Dominic came to a sudden halt, his frustration evident in the sharp turn of his body.
"And what exactly do you want me to do, Dad?" His voice, usually controlled, now carried an unmistakable edge of irritation.
His father leaned back in his chair, eyes narrowing as Dominic’s frustration grew.
"Melissa has already uncovered that Solane is Zane Lancaster’s daughter…It’s only a matter of time before she digs deeper and realizes she’s actually Irene—the same Irene she thought she killed five years ago.”
His father exhaled slowly, his expression unwavering. "Melissa won’t find out."
Dominic scoffed, shaking his head in frustration. "She will!" He stepped closer, his voice lowering, growing more intense.
"I told you from the beginning—we should’ve involved Irene in this, not Aziel. He’s reckless, a damn fool. And now, thanks to Irene’s impulsive move at that stupid dinner, she’s handed Melissa every reason to dig deeper."
Dominic’s gaze hardened as he added, "I mean, it’s ridiculous—her and her parents lying about Irene Lancaster committing suicide? That was a stupid move!"
His father let out a sigh, fingers tapping steadily against the desk, his calm demeanor unwavering. "It wasn't a stupid move. It was a risky one…”
“... And no matter how much you dislike Aziel or think he's a fool, he’s already committed to our cause. More so, he’s explicitly asked we fix this without involving Irene."
"But we don’t have a choice!" Dominic snapped, his voice rising with frustration.
"Whether Aziel wants it or not, we need her. She's the only option we have to fix this mess—or at least patch it up. And we’re bringing her in, with or without his permission.”
“…I could have prevented this from happening if Melissa hadn’t shut me out ever since the kidnapping in Paris. She doesn’t see me as reliable anymore—doesn’t trust me enough to share her plans. And that leaves us blind. I don’t like being blind.”
“It’s only for the time being,” his father said, his tone steady. “If she hasn’t fired you, it means she still sees some use in you.”
“That doesn’t make me feel better, Dad," Dominic replied, his frustration clear. "I mean, what if she suddenly decides to run a DNA test between Solane and Celeste Lancaster, just out of curiosity? That devilish mind of hers…”
Dominic’s jaw clenched as the weight of the situation pressed in. “We’d be done for by then. She’ll piece everything together. She’ll know exactly who Solane really is. We don’t have time to wait, Dad. We have to get ahead of this.”
Hesitation flickered across his father’s face, but it quickly morphed into determination.
"Give me the phone," he said, his voice cold and commanding.
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