LOGINInside the private ward, Sebastian's bloodshot eyes blazed with fury as he roared, "I'll kill him! I swear I'll kill him!"Half his body was wrapped in bandages. Although his severed arm had been recovered that day, he had been shot four times, and much of the tissue had already died. Reattachment was no longer possible.In other words, from that day forward, the Anderson heir was truly disabled.The middle-aged woman beside him held his hand, tears welling in her eyes as she called his name, "Sebastian...""Mom! Why hasn't the family acted yet? That bastard Dominic cut off my arm. Is he really going to get away with it?" Sebastian snarled.At that moment, Xavier walked into the room and spoke calmly. "What punishment do you want him to receive?"Grinding his teeth, Sebastian said, "I want him dead!"Xavier replied coldly, "So you still see him as some rich bumpkin from a small city?""I—""When Dominic caused trouble at the Hale estate, the Harris family had already publicly
Genevieve didn't look angry at all after Dominic stated it so bluntly. Instead, she smiled. "I've heard about your exploits."Dominic smiled. "What, do you admire me?"Genevieve chuckled softly. "Admire you? Not quite. But taking on eight experts by yourself certainly attracted a lot of attention."A glint flashed through Dominic's eyes. "Attention? To deal with me? Or perhaps... to find out what my trump card is?"Genevieve smiled. "Do you know when a wolf is most dangerous?"Without waiting for an answer, she continued, "When it's hidden in the shadows. It crouches low, fixes its gaze on its prey, and keeps its claws concealed. That's when it's at its most dangerous."But once it reveals itself, it loses that advantage. Because no matter how fierce a wolf is, it can't withstand a hunting rifle."Dominic, no, Mr. Fleming, do you agree?"Dominic applauded lightly. "Miss Genevieve, that makes a lot of sense. But what if the other side isn't a wolf? Would that hunting rifle still
"You..." Derrick's eyes turned bloodshot. Like a man possessed, he threw a punch straight at Kendrick, smashing his fist into his face. "You're asking for death!"His shout drew the attention of everyone nearby.The blow sent Kendrick staggering back several steps. If the wall hadn't been behind him, he would have fallen to the ground.Instinctively, he touched his nose. When he pulled his hand away, it was covered in blood."You... You dared to hit me? I'm gonna kill you!"A single punch was nowhere near enough to extinguish Derrick's rage. Roaring, he charged forward again.However, a group of people quickly rushed over. They were the bar's security guards, and they immediately restrained Derrick.The manager's face darkened. "Sir, fighting isn't allowed in Dreamscape. Yo—."Dominic calmly interrupted him, "If Shaun Jones were standing here himself, he wouldn't dare stop this."Hearing that name, even the bar manager froze. "Mr. Jones?"Derrick continued struggling, his eye
"Reserving a table?" The man's expression grew even more disdainful as he sneered. "First time here? I'm in a good mood tonight, so I won't stoop to your level. Get lost."Everyone knew that Dreamscape was essentially a gathering place for Daryon's elite heirs. As for the people nobody could afford to offend, no one had ever seen them come in personally to reserve a table. One phone call was enough for the bar manager to set aside a private room for them.The man appeared to be in his 20s. He was clearly someone of status, so he naturally didn't take a newcomer like Derrick, who was obviously visiting for the first time, seriously."You!" Derrick immediately clenched his fists.At that moment, Dominic grabbed him and calmly said, "Enough. Let him off the hook."It wasn't because Dominic was afraid. If Derrick started a fight, whether he won or lost, it would be difficult to explain to Charles. After all, it was the Vitro Festival, a day meant for family reunions.The man looked a
Dreamscape was one of the largest bars in Daryon. Rumor had it that its connections were extraordinary. The owner behind the scenes was a member of the Jones family, which was the only reason the bar could operate in the capital's highly coveted inner district.Naturally, the prices inside were outrageously expensive. There were even rumors that the building's electrical wiring was made of gold.Dominic drove with a cigarette hanging from his lips as he spoke. "So you've heard all these stories, but you've never actually been there?"Derrick sat in the passenger seat and replied awkwardly, "I don't dare. If I did, my uncle would break my legs."Dominic laughed.Thinking about it, though, it made sense. The Harris family came from a military background, so their children's upbringing was naturally stricter. Derrick had only just turned 18, and most of his life experience had come from school. He was completely different from Jessica.Before long, the two arrived at Dreamscape's en
As parents, neither Charlie nor Linda was qualified.Linda didn't argue. Her face merely paled slightly, and her proud chest rose and fell, making it clear she wasn't calm.Dominic scoffed. "But it doesn't matter anymore. If you won't love Jessica, I will! From now on, whoever dares hurt her, no matter who they are, don't blame me for turning my back on them."Linda turned to look at him, her beautiful eyes fixed on his face. After a long silence, she finally said, "Dominic, I underestimated you."Dominic let out a mocking laugh and didn't bother responding.Not long afterward, the car pulled up at the entrance to the Harris estate.Dominic said flatly, "Thank you, Mrs. Hale."With that, he stepped out of the car.Linda watched his departing figure, a complicated look appearing in her eyes....Isabella was sitting in the living room. The moment she saw Dominic return, she called out happily, "Honey! You're finally back!"Dominic nodded and glanced around. "Where's Jewel?"
Elijah spoke coldly as he stepped straight inside. However, when he clearly saw the figure beside Dominic, his voice cut off mid-sentence.Isabella stood next to Dominic, staring straight at Elijah. Hostility filled her eyes.Elijah frowned. "The Sinclair heiress? Didn't you get divorced?"Isabel
Dominic peeked into the little pervert's room and found that all her belongings were still there. He took out his phone and called Jessica.She answered almost immediately. "Dominic!""Where do you want to eat later?" he asked. "I'm planning to cook. Should I make a portion for you?""Ah! Dominic
Isabella cried until her chest ached. Dominic found it irritating and snapped, "Can you stop crying already?"Instead of calming her, the words broke what little restraint she had left. She cried even harder, her sobs raw and unrestrained.Dominic grew impatient. He pulled a few tissues from the s
"I'm your wife. With a legal certificate!" Isabella argued, her voice firm with confidence."It won't last much longer," Dominic replied coldly.It was already July. In half a month, the divorce hearing would begin.Given the existing evidence, the divorce itself posed no problem. The only issue






