Despite feeling sleepy, dizzy, and unwell, Dominic managed to make it home. His steps were a bit unsteady as he got out of the car, but he still tried to appear normal in front of Victor and the driver, who were clearly watching him with concerned looks.

“Are you okay, Sir?” Victor asked, his expression worried.

Dominic weakly shook his head, brushing off their concern. “I’m fine. Just tired,” he replied shortly, his voice hoarse. He didn’t want any further conversation, and he certainly didn’t want to explain what had really happened that night.

Victor didn’t seem satisfied with that answer. He stepped closer, his face growing more serious. “Mr....