Chapter 686 Can’t Get Through

Even if hope was fragile, Dominic knew he had to hold on to it.

After gathering the vital documents, he went straight to find Kyla and tell her what was happening.

He reached her room and knocked several times. No sound came back.

His brows tightened as he pulled out his phone and dialed her number.

The robotic voice cut in. “The number you are trying to reach is unavailable.”

Just then, Samantha appeared at the end of the hallway. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she was wiping at her face. When she spotted Dominic, she quickly brushed away the tears and tried to steady herself. “Mr. Dominic, what’s wrong?” she asked.

Dominic’s voice was sharp. “Samantha, do you know where Kyla went?”

She blinked, startled. “Ms. Kyla? I thought she was still with you at the hospital, looking after Mrs. Jenson. I haven’t seen her since yesterday.”

“That’s not true. Dad forced her out the very first day Mom had her accident. She hasn’t been near the hospital since then.”

His words stopped cold, his thoughts turning heavy.

Kyla hadn’t been home since yesterday.

So where was she?

A chill seeped into his chest.

She had been gone for two whole days.

Her phone was shut off.

She had vanished.

Kyla… had Russell’s rage broken her down? Had she run away?

Or worse, had she gone somewhere to end her life?

Damn it. Why now of all times?

It had not even been two full days yet. He couldn’t file a missing person’s report.

He forced himself to soothe Samantha with a weak excuse, then quietly sent men to search for Kyla.

Dominic had no choice but to push forward. Tomorrow’s shareholder meeting had to be secured, and the board could not be allowed to collapse.

While Dominic sped through the city streets toward the Jenson Group tower, his phone lit up with Justin’s name.

He answered quickly. “What is it, Justin? I’m already heading to the office. I’ve given orders for your trip to Motrar to look for Uncle Blaise—”

“Dominic!” Justin’s voice burst through, trembling with excitement.

“Mom is showing signs of waking up!”

The words struck Dominic like a physical blow. His hand faltered on the wheel and the car swerved close to a concrete pillar before he yanked it straight again.

“You’re serious?!”

“It’s true! The doctors are checking her right now. They all say it’s a miracle. They thought she’d stay like this forever, but she keeps calling out for Dad. She knows something’s wrong with him. She’s worried.”

Dominic sucked in a deep breath. “Listen, Justin. You and the others stay right by Mom’s side. The moment anything changes, call me. I can’t leave now. If I don’t handle tomorrow’s meeting, Jenson Group will fall into someone else’s hands.”

“I know, Dominic. Don’t worry. Mom is safe with us.”

When the call ended, Dominic pulled his car over to the curb. He dug out a cigarette, lit it, and drew the smoke deep into his lungs. He finished it in a few heavy pulls, crushed the butt under his heel, and climbed back behind the wheel.

The haze in his mind cleared with the burn of nicotine. Everything had crashed down on him so fast that numbness had almost swallowed him whole. At least now, in the wreckage, there was one fragile spark of hope.

His purpose sharpened. He had to protect the empire Russell and Blair had fought to build with decades of sweat and sacrifice.

When Dominic arrived at Jenson Group, he wasted no time calling together Russell’s most trusted men, the gentlemen who had watched him grow up and trained him since he was a boy.

They came in with shaken faces, the headlines fresh in their eyes. “Dominic, tell us this isn’t true. Did Russell really do this?” Dominic stayed silent, and that silence told them more than words could.

One of the men broke, his voice raw with disbelief. “Good Lord, no! I’ve known Russell since college. He would never do something like this. I know his temper, I know his heart. Something about this is wrong. It has to be wrong!”

These men were Russell’s oldest allies, the ones who had stood beside him through the birth and rise of Jenson Group. None of them wanted to believe.

But Russell had been taken away in handcuffs, and his own words hinted the scandal was real.

The truth was unbearable, but it hung heavy over them.

Dominic straightened, his voice cutting through the silence with conviction. “Gentlemen, we can’t waste time. Tomorrow’s shareholder meeting will decide everything. We must keep the board steady. Jenson Group is sailing into a storm that may last years. I will not allow it to collapse, because this company is my parents’ life’s work.”

His eyes burned with fierce urgency. “If you believe in who my parents are, if you believe there’s more to this story, then I beg you to stand with me. Help me hold this company together. I’m asking you from the bottom of my heart.”

He bent low, bowing deeply before them.

The eldest among them stepped forward, his voice thick with emotion. “Young man, you don’t need to bow to us. We built this company alongside your parents. We would never stand aside and let it fall apart. We believe in Russell. There must be another truth behind all this. And when Russell clears his name, Jenson Group must still be standing strong. That’s what loyalty means.”