Chapter 3 - Damian Investigates Elena’s Background And Hidden Past
Rosalind crossed her hands nervously, looking down at the intricate Persian rug beneath her polished leather shoes.
“Her husband, Mr. Reyes. Or rather, her ex-husband, though he refuses to sign the final separation papers downtown,” Rosalind confessed.
“Name?” Damian asked, reaching for a sleek black fountain pen to write down the vital piece of intelligence.
“Marcus Vance. He runs a small construction contracting firm on the south side of Chicago,” Rosalind replied with a shiver.
Damian’s eyes narrowed as his mind cataloged the name, cross-referencing it with the city’s complex web of local contractors.
“How long has this been going on right under my roof without my knowledge?” Damian asked, his voice dangerously low.
“Ever since she took the job three months ago, sir. He follows her to the bus stop every single evening,” Rosalind explained.
“And she stayed silent because she thought he would hurt her family if she spoke up to the authorities,” she added softly.
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Damian stood up from his leather chair, towering over the desk as the cold machinery of his empire clicked into motion.
“Nobody gets hurt under my roof, and nobody touches my staff with impunity,” Damian stated with absolute finality.
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