Matthew slumped against the kitchen counter, his mind in chaos. He knew he had to do something but was trapped between his loyalty to Dominic and his genuine feelings for Dami. The phone buzzed again in his pocket, snapping him out of his thoughts. It was another message from Dominic, demanding an update.
He couldn't ignore it any longer. With a heavy sigh, he called Dominic back.
"What the hell is going on, Matthew?" Dominic barked as soon as he picked up. "Why didn't you answer my calls? Didn't you see my messages?"
"I'm sorry, Chairman," Matthew said, his voice shaky. "I was busy. How is Miss Arette doing now?"
There was a long pause on the other end of the line before Dominic spoke again. "She's asleep now, but while you weren't returning any of my messages or calls, I contacted Megan Alvin myself. She is currently on her way here. She said Arette will be put to sleep for a few days for her brain to settle before she goes through the procedure."
