Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

With a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth, Domenic extended his hand and rested it on Herbert’s hair, now marred with dust.

With deceptive gentleness, he began to stroke it, only to swiftly yank it back with force.

The sudden agony elicited a grimace and a piercing scream from Herbert.

“Domenic! Are you out of your mind? I’m your uncle.

”

“My uncle?” Domenic’s voice rang out, cutting through Herbert’s protests Like a knife through the silence.

His demeanor remained icy, devoid of warmth.

“When you condemned me to starve in that cellar, did it ever cross your mind that you were my supposed ‘uncle’?”

Herbert’s glare met Domenic’s gaze, but Domenic remained impassive as he released his grip.

Taking a tissue offered by Arturo, he methodically wiped his hands clean.

His downcast eyes revealed no hint of emotion as he spoke.

“When it comes to scheming against family, I pale in comparison to my uncles.

You conspired to orchestrate the car accident, aiming to eliminate the heir, my father, at the time.

Am I right?”

Even though Domenic already knew it, speaking those words directly still hurt his heart.

His own family members, driven by power and greed, had murdered his parents.

Domenic couldn’t understand.

Were power, wealth, and status truly worth such betrayal? Did they value these things more than their own flesh and blood?

These relatives were heartless and only cared about themselves and they treated each other just as poorly.

Domenic finally had a chance to stand up for himself because they had turned against each other after getting rid of his father.

None of them truly cared about what would benefit the Walsh Group.

They just wanted to become the next leader of the Walsh Group and gain real control over it.

This was their shared dream.

They acted friendly on the surface but felt distant inside, which Domenic used to his advantage.

They were unaware of this.

Domenic could rise above those who came before him not just because he was skilled, but also because Jordan favored him.

Of course, Domenic also had to thank his uncles’ “encouragement”.

For years, Domenic endured humiliation and carried burdens, all with one goal: to avenge his parents someday.

When Herbert heard Domenic speak the truth, he was instantly shocked and trembled.

“How do you know that?”

Domenic’s voice was cold as he said, “Uncle Herbert, if you don’t want anyone finding out, then don’t do it.

”

‘s BunnyBookery

As Domenic gazed at the frightened man before him, he couldn’t help but smirk.

“You know, I never really intended to harm any of you.

Uncle Herbert, I’m giving you a chance now.

Whether you take it or not is up to you.

”

Herbert shook uncontrollably, yet he maintained a mask of composure.

“Domenic, what the hell are you planning?”RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Domenic’s expression turned serious.

“Here’s what I need from you: sign the share transfer agreement, hand over all your shares in the Walsh Group to me, and reveal who was behind my parents’ death.

In return, I’ll help wipe out your debt and provide you with enough money for the rest of your days.

”

Herbert chuckled as if he found something amusing.

“Domenic, it must have been tough for you, pretending to be the obedient grandson all these years beside my father.

Are you finally going to drop the act? Think about it, my debt is just ten billion dollars.

Do you really think my father would refuse to help me and stand by while you Lead me to my downfall?”

Domenic’s smile sent shivers down the spine.

“You’re right.

But what’s the outcome? Even if Grandpa bails you out now, you’ll lose his trust in the long run.

Do you really think he’ll hand you crucial projects in the future? By then, you’ll be irrelevant at the Walsh Group, and your voice won’t matter anymore.

Have you ever considered who’ll emerge victorious after all your years of internal conflict?”

Herbert felt a sinking sensation in his chest at those simple words.

His face twisted in a frown, and he gritted his teeth involuntarily.

With Kent out of the picture, only Rupert stood as competition against Domenic.

If Jordan lost faith in Herbert, the entire Walsh Group would slip into Rupert’s control.

As Domenic observed Herbert’s expression, a smirk formed on his lips as he added fuel to the fire.

“Why do you think Uncle Rupert didn’t join in those business ventures this time? Doesn’t that strike you as odd?”

Herbert, who was easily irritated, couldn’t stand Domenic’s provocations.

His anger boiled as he clenched his teeth and demanded, “Did Rupert know everything all along? Is he using you to get rid of us and take control of the Walsh Group?”