Chapter 3503 The Unveiling
- Redrod Dominic stood as pale as a ghost, his complexion drained of all color. His eyes brimmed with despair, wide with the crushing weight of impending doom.
- On the elevated platform, one of his own subordinates stood defiantly, though his gaze betrayed raw, unrestrained hatred—hatred born from betrayal and hopeless desperation, fixed unflinchingly on Dominic.
- Matthew turned his attention back to Dominic, his voice soft, almost like a whisper, yet each word carried a weight that seemed capable of breaking even the strongest resolve.