Chapter 66 Not All Torture

"Impossible." Dominic Hawthorne dismissed my words immediately, without a second thought. I had anticipated this. If he truly intended to release me, he would have done so long ago. But this time, I was ready. I took out my phone, approached the expansive office desk, opened the recording app, and set it down. Without any introduction, I played the audio I had recorded earlier in Leona's office. Yes, I had started recording the moment I entered. Dominic was no fool—Leona's behavior was clearly not that of an innocent person. I lowered my gaze, watching his expression darken, and said slowly, "President Hawthorne, I understand your resentment over my taking your place. If I were the only one suffering, I'd accept it. But Leona has already dragged an innocent person into this—just to become Mrs. Hawthorne." "Suffering?" At the word, Dominic stepped closer, his voice low. "Is being my wife suffering to you?" His face was blank, but his black eyes churned with stormy intensity. "Isn't it?