“Sir! Dominic Whitmore has taken the headlines.” A male voice broke through the quiet from the corner of the room.“What did that brat do this time?” Christopher Cassius called out from inside the closet, irritation already lining his tone.“Well, it works in our favour, sir,” his assistant replied, careful but unable to hide a hint of excitement.Christopher pulled a robe off the hanger and draped it over himself as he stepped out of the closet.His expression was unreadable, but there was a sharpness in his eyes that suggested interest had already been piqued.“And what exactly could he have done that benefits us?” he asked, settling into the sofa beside his bed.His assistant stepped forward and handed him a tablet.“An anonymous account posted a video. It shows Dominic confessing to violating Abigail Draven Khaelis. According to the post, it went on repeatedly for over a year.”Christopher took the tablet and began watching.Slowly, a grin stretched across his face, his eyes light

Amid the media frenzy and public outburst, inside a small sized supermarket, the atmosphere had been quiet, almost dull, until it was shattered in an instant.The sharp sound of glass breaking from the back door tore through the air, echoing violently across the space.The four cashiers behind the counter gasped at once and rose to their feet as fear and pure instinct took hold of them.“What was that?” one of them whispered, her voice already trembling.There were no customers in the store, no movement anywhere else, just the lingering echo of the sound and the faint sound of their breath.“Let’s have a look,” another said, stepping out from behind the counter, trying to gather some courage.The others hesitated for a second, then followed, staying close together as they moved cautiously.“Maybe it’s just a cat,” one of them muttered under her breath, though her eyes kept darting around the store, unable to stay still.“And where do you all think you are going?”The voice came from b

At Draven’s private area…Kylen had returned with the snack Abigail requested and handed Ivren the diapers and wipes she asked for.They sat on the beach loungers under shade, away from the harsh sun. Dominic remained tied to the tree, the rays falling directly on his skin, burning into him and deepening the pain that had already settled in his body.Abigail and Ivren ate without hurry, their attention drifting back to Dominic every now and then, their expressions carrying a quiet mockery.“Do you want some?” Abigail asked, a faint sneer on her lips as she held her food casually.Dominic shut his eyes, trying to steady himself, trying to gather whatever strength he had left.“Everything is ruined,” he breathed out, his voice strained and uneven. Yet beneath the despair, a part of him still held on, still waited.“Mum will come.” “She has to.”“Urgh!” he snapped suddenly, frustration rising through him.“Oh, you do?” Abigail said.She set the tacos aside and stood up, her movements un

The Ozyrath appeared before Draven in his study. Margaret and Christopher were stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief, their bodies rigid as though they could not fully process what had just happened. Draven moved swiftly. The Ozyrath lowered Anna into his arms with surprising care, her massive form handling her as though she were something fragile. “Anna,” Draven muttered, his voice low, his eyes blazing blue the moment his palm met her cold skin. Her breathing was shallow, almost nonexistent, her body stiff as if life itself was slipping away from her inch by inch. In the next instant, he vanished. He reappeared in one of the rooms close to Abigail’s. Kylen moved immediately. He grabbed his phone, dialing Dr. Kora as he rushed toward the elevator, his steps were urgent, his mind was already racing ahead of him. “There is an emergency,” Kylen exclaimed the moment the call connected, not wasting a second. Dr. Kora was in her room, as Kylen's words registered, she rose to he

At the courtyard in Draven’s private area… Abigail felt a sudden squeeze in her chest. Though it was brief, it was enough to make her flinch. A low groan slipped her lips. Ivren turned immediately. “What’s wrong?” she asked. The Vaelcryx, still invisible, moved closer without a sound and crouched beside Abigail, its presence lingering as it watched Abigail. Abigail pushed herself up slowly, shifting into a sitting position. “I feel a slight squeeze in my heart,” she muttered, her brows drawing together as she tried to understand the discomfort. Ivren stood and walked over to her. “Drink some water, you’ll be fine,” she said, her tone steady, and reassuring. She reached for a glass, filled it, and handed it to Abigail. Abigail took it without hesitation and drank quickly, the water going down in hurried gulps. She exhaled deeply once she was done, the breath leaving her louder than she expected. Still, a strange feeling lingered. “Something doesn't feel right.” she mutter