Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 296

Chapter 296 Investigation Begins Amidst Doubt

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hed her chest. The pain originated in her heart–a deep, wrenching sorrow. This man truly held no tenderness for her,

with less kindness than he would a stranger.

en allowed herself to believe he was drawn to Isabelle because Isabelle possessed some of her own qualities. That at slight resemblance was a factor.

that illusion shattered.

was no mercy in his eyes at all.

east, none directed at her.

She had seen the way Damian looked at Isabelle–in photos, in person.

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His face would soften with unmistakable affection, a smile touching his lips, his eyes brimming with adoration. Every part of hum seemed to radiate a profound, focused love for Isabelle.

“You have eyewitnesses and circumstantial evidence, Damian. Do you truly want me dead? Do you have to pin this entire blame on me?” Ashley defended herself weakly.

Damian couldn’t be bothered to argue. “If you’re pregnant in a month’s time, neither of you will see the next day.”

This order was directed at Lucas.

Lucas gave a curt nod, his eyes shifting to the guards flanking the room, who acknowledged the command silently Ashley’s barely–stabilized emotions felt like they were on a roller coaster, poised to plunge at the press of a button.

“No…” She scrambled forward and grabbed at Damian’s leg as he turned to leave. The moment her fingers made contact, her strength gave out and she collapsed to the floor. Weak from a day without food and immense stress, she had no strength left. What little she had was spent clinging to his trouser leg.

“Damian, you can’t be this cruel to me!” Tears streamed down her face.

“What? Are you that confident you’re carrying my child?” Damian sneered and shook his leg free, the motion causing her to sumo sideways.

She staggered

over her deli

room.

de coffee table. A warm trickle of blood traced a path from her hawtine, arpet, forming a vivid crimson stain that seemed to mock the scente

e sure you understand what it means to live in hell for the rest of

“You

life

ed to recall something. He turned back to her “it doesn’t rather it you are. We can It’s mine.”

The room

her mind utterly blank. She stumped to the floor, defeated).

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Chapter 296 Investigation Begins Amidst Doubt

Why would Damian say that?

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He knew he wasn’t mistaken. He had been completely incapacitated. He couldn’t have performed in that state, not in half an hour

It would take a woman several minutes just to undress him, let alone coax a comatose man inte intimacy. Perhaps not even Isabelle could manage that.

And when he awoke, the trash can had been empty.

If she were truly clever, she would have preserved the “evidence” from the supposed encounter and confronted him with it.

But why had she fled?

Was it a ploy? A game of hard–to–get?

But it had been her room.

After a sleepless night, Damian opened the door to an adjacent suite.

He sank tiredly onto the sofa and picked up his phone with one hand, finally typing a reply to Isabelle’s earlier message.

“When did you get here?” Damian asked, only now registering Brian’s presence.

Brian was wearing flip–flops, casual shorts, and a simple tee. His usually styled hair was flattened and messy.

He didn’t look like a polished young executive at all.

Damian hadn’t planned to call Brian. There were plenty of matters /equiring Brian’s attention back home. Besides, he’d left him there specifically to watch over Isabelle and keep an eye on Collin, that preening peacock.

But apparently, Brian had been too wrapped up in his own romantic pursuits, And Collin, the thirty–year–old perennial bachelor, seemed to have endless time to hover around Isabelle.

He was stickier than superglue.

Lucas‘ security team had personnel stationed abroad. A simple call would have brought them running. He hadn’t considered involving Brian.

But Lucas had called him immediately.

Lucas, out of his depth with this delicate situation, had thought Brian might have a better strategy.

Brian dropped onto the sofa opposite him.

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