Chapter 545
Screams erupted in the pool area, and the people who were having fun inside the water quickly scrambled out of it in a panic.
Dominick instantly turned around and saw the pool water was rapidly turning red. Without hesitation, he removed his shoes, shrugged off his overcoat, and jumped straight into the pool. He reached the source of the commotion and pulled the lifeless woman out of the water and onto the deck.
The growing crowd gasped and recoiled at the grim sight as more people started gathering around.
“Call the ambulance! Now!” Dominick shouted, his royal command ringing through the noise, as he immediately checked the pulse of the unconscious woman.
She wasn’t responding at all. He quickly began giving her rigorous chest compressions while examining her face. He then pinched her nose and opened her mouth, leaning down to give her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
He repeated the resuscitation efforts for a few intense minutes, until the woman gurgled, violently expelling the water that had been trapped in her lungs. She took several deep, shuddering breaths and then, exhausted, fell unconscious again.
Dominick immediately checked her pulse once more. It was present, but weak and thready.
“Is the ambulance being called?” Dominick asked, his gaze sweeping across the stunned, gathering crowd.
“Yes. It will be here soon, Your Highness,” one man replied, stepping forward quickly, confirming that despite his discreet entrance, the Prince had been recognized.
Evan had also come to the front, and seeing Dominick covered in blood and water, his eyes widened with alarm. Now, the Prince had completely exposed himself, and several people would definitely recognize him.
However, Evan didn’t rush forward to interfere; instead, he remained rooted to his place, observing his surroundings keenly. His eyes moved to a person staring intently from the third floor. The look on that person’s face was strange, certainly not one of gentle concern. Evan quietly moved out of the crowd’s immediate sight and began moving toward the third floor.
But Evan was stopped just like earlier; the VIP floors were inaccessible to the general public without a pass. He tried to argue his way past the guard. “This entire place needs to be searched. A woman just fell into the pool, and is seriously injured p>
“Are you a Sentinel?” the bulky bodyguard asked flatly.
“No,” Evan refused, sticking to his cover.
“Then, leave,” the bodyguard muttered dismissively, leaning closer. “It’s not like it’s the first incident that occurred here. You appear to be from a good family. So, just ignore what you’ve seen today. That’s how you can live well, kid p>
Evan frowned deeply at the bodyguard’s chilling remark and clenched his fists, realizing the depth of the establishment’s corruption. Defeated for the moment, he ran back to the first floor. The commotion was subsiding as the unconscious woman was being carefully loaded onto a stretcher and taken toward the waiting ambulance.
Evan rushed to Dominick’s side, who was still drenched and dripping water onto the floor.
“Let’s go with the woman,” Dominick told him, his voice firm, refusing to abandon her yet.
Evan nodded immediately, understanding the need to follow the only lead they had. They both quickly boarded the ambulance.
Dominick changed his clothes in an empty hospital room after Evan returned with a fresh set of clothes. He put on the thick overcoat, preparing to settle in for a long night.
“I tried going to the third floor, Your Highness, since I saw a man staring down from there,” Evan explained, giving his report. “But I was denied access. They only let people in if they have passes. Also, the guard mentioned that such incidents frequently occur there, implying they are a normal occurrence p>
Dominick buttoned his coat, his expression grim. “Evan, meet the manager of that establishment immediately. Tell him about my identity, use whatever means necessary to gain cooperation. Your priority is to search the CCTV footage before it can be deleted. I believe the local police department here is also corrupted, so taking their help is useless right now. We don’t know yet how big their network is p>
“Sure, Your Highness. Will you stay here then?” Evan asked.
“Yes. The woman can tell us the truth,” Dominick murmured. “She was resisting them. I heard her.” He looked momentarily confused, adding, “I still don’t understand how I could hear her voice so clearly, even though she was far away and the music was loud p>
Evan frowned deeply to hear the prince’s explanation of hearing the distress call. “You heard the voice? That’s why you abruptly walked away from the bar counter p>
“Yes,” Dominick confirmed, still bewildered by the auditory phenomenon.
“Maybe because you have some hidden strength, Your Highness. The royal family is blessed with unique werewolf traits, after all,” Evan mused, suggesting a supernatural explanation for the strange occurrence. “I’ll take my leave now and will inform you of whatever I find out p>
Dominick hummed his acknowledgment and watched Evan depart on his mission. He, too, then moved away from the door and stood outside the operating room, where the light on the bulb was still glowing red, indicating the surgeons were still working on the woman.
Finally, more than an hour later, the surgeons came out. “The patient is stable now and will be shifted to the VIP ward as per your order, Your Highness,” the chief surgeon among them said, acknowledging Dominick’s authority.
“Thank you. When can I see her?” Dominick asked, his urgency focused on questioning her.
“As soon as she wakes up,” the same surgeon replied.
“Okay. Thank you. Thank you for saving her,” Dominick stated, offering his gratitude and giving them space to leave.
He looked toward the door and saw the woman was being carefully taken out on a stretcher as she was shifted to the prepared VIP ward.
Dominick looked at the nurses, who noted the vitals on a cardboard, checked the IV before leaving. He sat on the chair and looked at the pale woman.
“She’s an omega,” he murmured.