Chapter 74 Slapped Awake

Again with this line! First it was at the orphanage, now it's at Prosperity Design. "President Hawthorne, you're so far above us—don't be surprised if you destroy Prosperity Design, or even kill Luke Jordan. I wouldn't be shocked." I picked up the pink panther I'd meant to set down and hugged it as I walked into the guest bedroom. Dominic followed and yanked one of its arms. I clutched the toy tightly. We stood locked in a silent struggle. He pulled harder—the arm snapped off! Off-balance, I fell backward and crashed onto the floor. Dominic stepped forward and caught me. "Are you okay?" His voice was laced with concern, his dark eyes filled with worry. I looked at him, momentarily dazed. He seemed genuinely worried. But then I remembered his words from yesterday—how he could never let go of Leona. It was like a slap to the face. I wriggled out of his arms and said coolly, "Thank you for your concern, President Hawthorne. I'm fine." I got up, picked up the broken arm from the floor, the