Chapter 547
Dominick lowered himself onto the chair beside the hospital bed, the doctor having finished examining the injured woman.
“Who are you?” He then offered his name, his voice softened by the woman’s palpable terror. “I’m Dominick Sinclair p>
“Sinclair?” The woman turned her head slightly on the pillow, the name sparking a flicker of fear and recognition in her eyes.
“Yes, you guessed it right,” Dominick confirmed gently, the authority in his tone tempered with reassurance. “You can tell me everything. I’ll help you. I promise to keep you safe p>
Earlier, some seniormost Sentinels had come, asking Dominick to leave as they would take her statement, but the Prince refused. After witnessing the evident corruption and the depth of the wrongfulness at the club, Dominick was determined to handle this sensitive matter himself.
“I am Jeniva Moore,” the woman finally replied, her voice shaky but clear.
“What was happening on the higher floors of that club? Did someone throw you into the pool?” Dominick asked, getting straight to the core of the incident.
“Yes,” Jeniva confirmed, tears welling in her eyes. “It was an Alpha. But I don’t know him. I only saw his eyes. I resisted what he wanted, Your Highness. I cried for help, but they all were just laughing, watching me struggle.” She explained further, the memory clearly agonizing.
Dominick shifted, the severity of her situation becoming clearer with every word. “Where’s your family? I’ll inform them to come here p>
“My dad will worry if he finds out I am admitted to the hospital,” Jeniva answered softly, her gaze distant. “I don’t have a mother. I have one younger sister though p>
“Alright. But won’t they be worried not seeing you home last night?” Dominick pressed, his concern evident.
“They don’t live in this city. I came here for work and send them monthly expenses,” Jeniva explained.
“Did you come to the club in search of work?” he asked, sensing a tragic connection.
“Yes. I work in a restaurant as a waitress. There I met a girl who told me I could get better wages here. Last night, it was my first time entering the club. But I didn’t know what they wanted from me until I reached the private arena of the third floor p>
She paused, fidgeting nervously with her fingers, visibly reliving the terrifying memory of the previous night.
“What did they want to do?” Dominick inquired, urging her to continue.
“They made me sign a slave contract, saying if I don’t do it, they will kill my family. Your Highness, I signed it in fear.” Her voice trembled. “But what came after that was pathetic. They wanted me to bear an heir to the Alpha I was sold to. That’s why I started shouting for help. Before I could run away or do anything, they threw me off the railing after stabbing me, straight into the pool p>
“Miss Moore, I assure you, nothing will happen to you,” Dominick gave his words to her. “You will get the justice and those people involved in this will be punished p>
Jeniva’s eyes brimmed with fresh tears. “Thank you, Your Highness,” she whispered, her gaze lowered. “I will never forget your benevolence p>
“I didn’t even start yet,” Dominick asserted, his voice firm. “Thank me once I find the Alpha who did this to you.” He paused, his expression serious. “Since you’re an Omega, your recovery may take time. Until you are fully recovered, you aren’t allowed to leave this hospital p>
Dominick rose to his feet, ready to initiate his investigation, when Jeniva’s hand reached out, lightly catching the sleeve of his shirt. He tilted his head slightly and peered into her frightened eyes.
“What-what if they kill me?” Her voice was trembled with renewed fear. “I told the truth to the Prince. They won’t let me live, will they? Initially, I wasn’t supposed to live, Your Highness. You saved me, crushing their plans to silence me,” Jeniva affirmed, her fear rooted in logic. She then quickly pulled her hand back, apologizing for stopping him.
“Don’t worry,” Dominick assured her, his tone leaving no room for argument. “No one can enter this ward, except the doctor-in-charge and the nurses. This place is guarded well. Keep in mind not to tell anyone about this conversation. If the doctor or nurses ask you, you’ll say you don’t remember p>
Jeniva nodded and thanked him for his help once again. Her anxiety had eased slightly, and she watched him turn and leave the room.
The officials from the Sentinel Command of Gridlock snapped to attention as soon as Dominick stepped out of the patient’s room.
“Your Highness, what did the woman say?” asked the seniormost sentinel, Hollis.
“She doesn’t remember, Hollis,” Dominick lied smoothly, noticing the immediate, subtle change in the sentinel’s expression. It was a look of relief.
“The case is dismissed then,” Hollis replied, accepting the false report instantly.
“Yes,” Dominick agreed, reinforcing the lie to ensure Jeniva’s safety from the corrupted Command.
“Your Highness, you shouldn’t have disturbed yourself for a mere Omega,” Hollis remarked dismissively, revealing the Command’s callous attitude toward victims. “I have already arranged a car for you. I’ll personally see you to the vehicle,” Hollis suggested, eager to get the Prince away from the scene.
“Sure,” Dominick replied, playing along with the facade of compliance.
He left the hospital and entered the waiting car. He watched the Sentinels bow outside as the car began moving away. Taking out his phone, he called Evan, who readily answered.
“Your Highness, I’m on my way to the hospital now,” Evan answered.
“No. Come to the residence,” Dominick replied, his tone short and commanding, and immediately hung up.
’Everyone is corrupted here. How fucking long all they have been doing this? And why do I think Jeniva wasn’t sold to just bear an heir to an alpha but something heinous? They might have not told her everything. But who could have setup such a network here?’ he thought, his eyes lingering outside the car, watching the buildings passed by.