Chapter 99:
Makenna’s POV:
“Why are you here?”
Kristina’s voice was sharp as she closed the distance between us.
I kept my tone even, refusing to be rattled. “Hayley brought us here for a training session. Any more questions?”
Kristina snorted dismissively, then turned her attention to Dominic. Her expression shifted into something more flirtatious as she smiled sweetly. “Your Highness, why didn’t you let me know you were coming? I would have personally welcomed you.”
Dominic’s response was as cold as ever. “I’m here on business.”
Kristina, ever eager to please, quickly offered, “Allow me to arrange the best private room for you.”
“No need,” Dominic declined, his tone final. “I’ve already finished what I came for.”
He was about to leave, but Kristina stepped in front of him, blocking his path with a bright, innocent smile.
“Your Highness,” she began with a falsely sweet concern, “did you catch someone here?”
Her question sent a chill through me. Why was Kristina so interested?
Dominic raised an eyebrow, his gaze steady. “The man we apprehended is suspected of trafficking women. I have the authority to hold him for further investigation. Why? Do you have a problem with that?”
“Of course not!” Kristina’s eyes widened in exaggerated righteousness. “That scumbag deserves to be torn apart. Thank goodness you arrived in time, Your Highness, or who knows what could have happened here.” Her words only deepened my confusion.
If Kristina was so outraged, did that mean the Harrison family was somehow connected to the red-light district? If her family was involved, was she just pretending to know nothing about the human trafficking business?
I scrutinized her expression, trying to detect any cracks in her façade, but Kristina was good—too good. She seemed genuinely furious.
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Just as I was mulling over whether she was acting, Kristina caught me staring. Her eyes narrowed, flashing with a warning that was impossible to miss.
I quickly looked away, but my mind was racing, piecing together all the oddities.
Kristina snorted, clearly annoyed, and turned back to Dominic. “Your Highness, this crime cannot go unpunished. Please make sure that man pays dearly!”
“I will look into it,” Dominic replied, his voice laced with an edge of impatience. I could sense he was growing tired of her, though his tone remained controlled.
Kristina, however, seemed unfazed by his coldness, smiling as if she understood perfectly. “That would be wonderful, Your Highness. You are my hero.”
She softened her voice, adding, “Thank you for your help. Might I have the honor of treating you to coffee?”
Dominic’s brows furrowed. “No, thanks.”
“But…” Kristina’s face fell slightly, her disappointment evident. Before she could press further, Dominic suddenly turned to me.
My heart skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding settling in.
Without warning, Dominic grabbed my arm, his gaze locking onto mine with a playful glint that made him seem entirely different from the cold prince I knew.
“Let’s go,” he said, his voice leaving no room for argument. “I haven’t finished testing you.”
I tried to pull away instinctively, but Dominic’s grip was firm. He began to lead me away, his strength overwhelming any attempt I made to resist.
As we left, I glanced back at Kristina. Her eyes were fixed on us, blazing with anger. The resentment in her gaze was so intense, it was as if she wanted to erase our existence.
