Chapter 131:
Frank’s POV:
Watching Dominic carry Makenna away, panic and dread gnawed at me.
Why had Dominic shown up at my wedding? We weren’t close, and I had done nothing to provoke him. His presence was entirely unexpected.
The overweight man, Flynn Harrison, continued his tirade. He stormed over, grabbing my collar with an iron grip, and bellowed, “What is going on here? I’m from the Harrison family. You invited me to your wedding, and I decided to attend out of respect for you. How could you let me be assaulted? I want answers, or I won’t let this go.”
I wrenched his hand away, my patience wearing thin as I struggled to find a way to explain the debacle. Our scheme had fallen apart, and we had crossed Dominic. I was seething with frustration.
We had intentionally targeted Makenna with Flynn. He was a department manager from the Harrison family’s company and known for his predatory behavior.
Recently, my family’s company had been involved in a project with the Harrisons, and Flynn’s reputation as a lustful character made him a prime pawn in our scheme. Jessica had devised the plan.
We had intended to lure Makenna to our wedding, drug her, and then secrete her away to a hidden room on the second floor. Meanwhile, we’d get Flynn drunk and lead him to the same room.
Given his lecherous nature, he wouldn’t resist Makenna once he saw her, allowing them to engage in compromising activities.
In this scenario, even if the king and his sons investigated, the blame wouldn’t fall on us. After all, the two would have ended up in the room by chance. If that failed, we could always pin the blame on the waiter who escorted them.
Moreover, as a member of the Harrison family, Flynn’s actions might be overlooked, especially considering Kristina’s impending role as the queen. She would likely appreciate our efforts to tarnish Makenna’s reputation, potentially benefiting our family’s business.
It was a plan to achieve multiple objectives with a single stroke. But Dominic’s unexpected arrival had thrown everything into chaos.
Ⱡ𝖆𝓉𝓮𝓼𝓉 ςһ𝓪ρ𝑡𝑒𝗋𝓈 ⳑ𝖆𝓁𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀․ⅽ𝗈𝗺
Reflecting on the sounds I heard from the room, I was convinced that Makenna would have been at Flynn’s mercy if Dominic hadn’t intervened.
My fists clenched in frustration, jealousy burning within me as I thought of Dominic leaving with Makenna in his arms.
How could Dominic, the king’s second son, show such concern for a mere sex slave? It seemed impossible.
A disturbing thought crossed my mind.
Had Makenna really managed to win the favor of the princes? If so, had we offended not only Dominic but also the other princes?
While I was lost in these thoughts, Flynn continued his tirade. “What the hell, Frank Thomas? Are you even listening?”
He raged, “Just because you’re a Gamma doesn’t make you special. I have countless ways to deal with you. And that man—whoever he is—will pay as well.”
My patience was at its limit. Flynn’s ranting only made me more exasperated.
I shot him a scornful glance and retorted, “Don’t you know who he is?”
“Who… who is he?” Flynn’s bravado faltered, probably because he recalled Dominic’s commanding presence. Despite the Harrison family backing him, Flynn seemed unnerved.
I sneered, “He’s Prince Dominic, the king’s second son.” If Flynn was so confident in himself, he could direct his fury at Dominic.
“Prince Dominic?” Flynn’s face drained of color. His eyes widened in shock. “That’s impossible!”
Just then, the heavy sound of footsteps echoed from the hallway as a group of soldiers burst into the room.
