This pattern raised red flags-something was off.

Rupert’s instincts pointed to Domenic being the man Kendra mentioned, but his search for information on Domenic left him frustrated and agitated.

Relying on Kendra became Rupert’s sole hope.

If she could confirm Domenic as the man linked to her stepdaughter, dealing with Domenic would be simpler.

In less than a day, Domenic’s subordinate apprehended the man who trailed Lindsey that night, presenting him to Domenic.

The black-clad man glanced up at Domenic, seated on a leather sofa, exuding a potent, intimidating aura.

Overwhelmed, the man couldn’t contain his fear.

Under the interrogation’s pressure, the man confessed.

Kendra had tasked him with trailing Lindsey and capturing a photo of her and her boyfriend.

He remained clueless about Kendra’s intentions with the picture.

Flicking cigarette ash into a crystal ashtray, Domenic maintained an impassive demeanor, issuing instructions to his subordinate.

Then, he strode away wordlessly, his long legs carrying him.

Moments later, heart-wrenching pleas for mercy echoed behind him.

Meanwhile, Kendra repeatedly called the man trailing Lindsey until he finally answered.

Anxious, she inquired, “Any updates? Have you managed to take any photos?” Have you taken any photos?”

Blood stained the man’s lips, flanked by towering figures.

Trembling, he feigned composure and uttered, “Not yet…”

“How much longer? If you can’t deliver, return the cash, and I’ll look for another hand!”

Instantly, he replied, “Fine, keep the money.

Find another person for the task!”

Kendra stood wordless.

After striking a deal with Rupert, she dispatched shadows to tail Lindsey, yielding naught.

She had been busy for the last week, but she never even got to snap a picture of them.

Although Rupert was furious, he also understood that Domenic was most likely the one who had done this.

Not even he could compete with him, much less Kendra.

Domenic would become suspicious, and it would work against him if it continued in this manner.

To lower Domenic’s guard, Rupert had to retract his spies.

The pursuit of the photos had to be momentarily shelved.

The fashion industry’s gala was a week away, today marking the premiere of high-end luxury brands’ annual fashion show.

Prior to the showcase, nationwide buzz heralded the event.

Morcastle’s central commercial street’s colossal LED screen showcased the show’s adverts.

Twitter buzzed, tracking and reporting the entire spectacle.

This was fashion’s annual festivity, attracting stars across realms, rivaling the fervor of film festivals.

International stars who were already well-known worldwide or emerging stars who major entertainment corporations preferred were the stars who were invited to the big show.

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