Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

With a look of utter concern etched on his face, Lindsey, bewildered, asked, “What’s happening?”

Sumner, his complexion ashen, lips pressed firmly together and beads of sweat dotting his forehead, trembled as he spoke.

“The brakes are gone.

”

Lindsey’s eyes flew open, her heart pounding furiously.

Right after Sumner’s admission, a truck appeared out of nowhere, barreling towards them through the darkness, its approach sinister, as if propelled by malice.

In a desperate maneuver, Sumner wrenched the steering wheel aside, causing the car to skid on the loose gravel.

The sudden shift flung Lindsey against the car window, her body striking it with such force she thought every bone might shatter.

The air inside the car grew thick with dread.

Sumner’s eyes widened in horror as he realized the inevitable.

Without brakes, and carried by momentum, the car skidded uncontrollably and tumbled off the road.

The ghastly sound of the car’s descent echoed in the silent night.

Lindsey’s head spun, her body felt weightless, and then, engulfed by intense pain, she succumbed to unconsciousness.

“Lindsey! Lindsey!” Amidst her hazy consciousness, Lindsey faintly heard her name being called.

The voice, at times distant, at times near, seemed both tangible and elusive, likely Sumner’s.

Barely managing to open her eyes, she saw Sumner, bloodied, desperately gripping her hand, trying to pull her from the wreckage.

Lindsey slightly furrowed her brow.

“Lindsey! Stay with me.

I’m getting you out of here.

”

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She heard him, but her body wouldn’t respond.

Pain engulfed her, so intense she felt near death, her bones seemingly crushed, blood flowing from her wounds.

Her thoughts wandered to Domenic.

Would she ever see him again? When was he coming back?

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She feared she might not last until his return.

And with that, darkness claimed her once more, as she slipped back into unconsciousness.

In Mubluosia, waves of change swept through the business landscape.

Dominic’s long game reached its final move.

He had nudged Arturo into igniting a price war, goading his uncles into pouring their resources into several grand business ventures abroad.

Then, under the radar, he covertly arranged for the acquisition of raw materials from those ventures.

In reality, he himself was the mastermind behind a chain of raw material suppliers.

For a decade, Dominic wove this intricate web for just such a crippling strike.

A scarcity of materials shot their value sky-high-prices soared tenfold, overwhelming the planned budgets.

His uncles bore the brunt, hemorrhaging funds, halting production, teetering on the brink of financial ruin with the specter of bankruptcy Looming.

In an office, Dominic lounged on a couch, eyes shut, savoring a moment of respite after days of intense focus.

The strategy he had been steering was now at a standstill.

The office door swung open.

Dominic’s brow furrowed in slight annoyance as he opened his eyes to see who dared interrupt his brief interlude.

Arturo approached Dominic with a few hurried steps, his face bearing signs of distress.

“Dominic, your Uncle Kent has taken his own life.

”

Dominic paused briefly before responding, “What happened?”