As Remy walked down the hallway, he noticed Dominic striding out of his room, a phone pressed to his ear.
Dominic's posture was rigid, every step sharp and laced with urgency. He was saying something in a low voice. It seemed as if he were discussing something serious.
Remy slowed to a halt, watching him leave the mansion. His heart raced. He thought Dominic was still furious with Mila for going out last night.
His gaze drifted toward the closed door of Dominic's room. An urge to barge in, to see if she was alright, surged within him. His fingers tightened around the bag, his restlessness growing.
'Should I go and check on her?' he thought.
But reason stopped him immediately.
'Don't do it. This will only make Dominic even more furious.'
Still, his feet almost moved on their own.
The guard strode over before he could take two steps. "Doctor Remy… You are here."
It was Mila's bodyguard.
