Chapter seventy Four.

Dominic’s pov.

I heard noise coming from the kitchen, and it sounded like a male voice, like Elliot’s voice. Why was he yelling at the kitchen and what could possibly make him yell?

I decided to check out the chaos that was happening.

As I walked into the kitchen room, my heart skipped a beat at the sight of Elliot cradling Vanessa in his arms. A surge of jealousy coursed through me, but I quickly composed myself, hiding my true feelings. I couldn't help but notice the pallor on Vanessa's face, and my instincts told me that something was amiss.

With curiosity gnawing at me, I approached the maids, eager to unravel the mystery that unfolded before my eyes. I asked them, with a mix of concern and urgency, what had transpired. They exchanged glances before one of them spoke up, explaining the unsettling events that had taken place.

It was at that moment that I realised the depth of my feelings for Vanessa. I couldn't bear to see her in distress, and a newfound determination ignited wi