Seeing her chance, Jayleen discreetly pulled out her phone and captured several photos of the unfolding scene.

Sumner had always been somewhat intimidated by Domenic’s strong presence and his identity as Lindsey’s fiancé, worried that his actions might be misinterpreted and cause issues for Lindsey.

But now, he was determined not to let Domenic whisk her away.

Domenic stopped and looked at Sumner coldly, “You ask me why?”

Sumner held tightly to Lindsey’s wrist, responding defiantly, “Lindsey told me there’s no engagement between you two, and you’re not her fiancé! So I won’t let you take her.

Domenic’s expression suddenly became cold.

He turned to Lindsey with cold eyes and asked, “Is that what you told him?”

“I…” Lindsey hadn’t anticipated this turn of events.

She cast her gaze downward, uncertain of how to respond.

She had spoken truthfully, yet in Domenic’s presence, her confidence wavered.

Domenic’s lips tightened, and he gave a dismissive snort.

He Lifted his chin, gazing down at Lindsey, his eyes slightly narrowed.

“So you also told him that you don’t have a boyfriend at all, didn’t you?

And there’s no romantic involvement between us?”

Lindsey’s silence spoke volumes, and Domenic interpreted her lack of response as confirmation.

He then fixed a stern gaze on Sumner.

“Sumner Lawson is the godson of Vincent Lopez.

Lindsey, is that the reason you’re with him?”

“What?” Suddenly, Lindsey looked up, startled by the anger on Domenic’s face.

She realized there was a misunderstanding.

“Mr.

Walsh, you’re misinterpreting things.

I was just trying to…”

“Lindsey Stewart.

” Before she could finish, Domenic cut her off, his gaze piercing into her bright eyes.

“I need to know one thing.

Is this really your final decision?”

This sentence snapped Lindsey back to reality, instantly sobering her up.

Yes, hadn’t she initially intended to establish a clear boundary with him?

This was her moment to be clear.

Why was she hesitating?

Lindsey’s hands tightened into fists, her eyes brimming with unshed tears.

She fought to keep her emotions in check.

She looked at Domenic, forcing a smile, trying to appear calm.

“Yes, Mr.

Walsh, I’ve made up my mind.

Domenic gazed into Lindsey’s eyes, which lacked their usual openness, and questioned her, “If you’ve made up your mind, then why do you still have on that necklace I gave you?”

Lindsey stood there, utterly surprised.

She wriggled out of the grip of the two men and reached for her neck.

It was only at that moment that she realized the red diamond necklace was still hanging there.

With a resolved heart, she removed the necklace.

She grasped Domenic’s hand and placed it in his palm.

“I promised to return this to you once you came back.

From now on, we… We don’t owe each other anything.

Hearing her words, Domenic nearly Laughed out of anger.

She couldn’t possibly make up for all he had done for her without her knowing.

How could she think they were even?

Domenic grabbed her wrist again and said, “Lindsey, I have something to tell you in private.

Leave with me first.

Lindsey cast a glance at the crowd outside the door, feeling uncertain.

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