Chapter 6 - Dominic Stands From His Wheelchair With Cold Precision
Dominic took two slow, deliberate steps across the marble flooring, closing the gap between them with terrifying predatory grace.
“Do you have any idea how exhausting it is to pretend to be an invalid while managing global hedge funds?” Dominic asked mockingly.
“The constant wheelchair rides, the sympathetic glances from investors—it’s a masterclass in psychological manipulation.”
Sarah kept her eyes locked on his hands, watching for any sudden movement that indicated an attack or a weapon draw.
“You’re insane, Dominic. The federal securities commission will tear your entire company apart once they see this truth,” Sarah retorted.
Dominic laughed again, a sharp, humorless sound that sent a shiver straight down the center of her spine.
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“And who exactly is going to tell them, Sarah? You? Locked inside a soundproofed estate in the middle of nowhere?”
He raised his hand, gesturing toward the smart-home control panel mounted beside the wall sconce.
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