?Chapter 101:


    Kristina’s POV:


    As I watched Dominic take that woman away, the rage I felt nearly drove me mad.


    “Tell Hayley toe here,” I growled to a subordinate.


    Soon after, Hayley appeared. Her face was adorned with a falsely pleasant smile. “Miss Harrison, what can I—”


    Pak!


    Without warning, my hand struck her face sharply. “Didn’t you promise me a spectacle today?” I seethed. “I saw nothing amusing, but my own aide being apprehended by Prince Dominic!”


    My p was so forceful that it immediately turned her cheek red and swollen. A trickle of blood escaped the corner of her mouth.


    Hayley made no move to dodge. With her head bowed, she murmured, “I’m at a loss myself… I had arranged for a thug to assault that woman, but she managed to escape.”


    Her ipetence only fueled my anger further.


    I pped her again, berating her fiercely. “You can do nothing right. You’re as useless as your younger sister, both utterly worthless.”


    Hayley remained kneeling on the ground in silence.


    Despite pping her twice, my fury was not quelled. Makenna had eluded my schemes repeatedly. This time, I was close to finally getting rid of her, but once again, she slipped through my fingers.


    I had anticipated watching Makenna be assaulted, but instead, the day brought nothing but disappointment and the arrest of one of my own. It was a double whammy.


    Hayley and Kelly hade up with several foolish ns previously, none of which seeded.


    Pacing back and forth in frustration, I demanded of Hayley, “Exin exactly what happened today!”


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    My men were always meticulous. How could Dominic have so easily apprehended one of them?


    Clearly, something had gone terribly wrong.


    Hayley recounted the events of the day, trying to justify the failure. “If that bitch hadn’t kept running around, Prince Dominic wouldn’t have discovered the human trafficking business…”


    The more I listened to Hayley’s excuses, the more my rage grew. In a fit of anger, I kicked her.


    “Makenna Dunn!”


    I hissed her name through clenched teeth.


    That insufferable nuisance! Oh, how I longed to skin her alive at that very moment!


    I took a deep breath, attempting to control my boiling anger, and fixed a stern gaze on Hayley. “What’s your n now?”


    If Hayley’s response didn’t satisfy me, I was prepared to deliver a punishment she’d never forget.


    Visibly terrified, Hayley scrambled toward me on her knees. She sounded desperate as she vowed, “Miss Harrison, I promise, I’ll remove that bitch from the pce. I’ll also ensure that the princes dump her.”


    My voice was cold and threatening as I warned her, “You better make sure that happens. Otherwise, you’ll face dire consequences.”


    I had never trusted Hayley. Her family, once noble, had fallen into near ruin. If not for the support of the Harrisons, they would have been reduced to meremoners long ago. How else could Hayley have secured her position as an inspector in the pce?


    Hayley wouldn’t dare betray me, not when her family’s future hung in the bnce.


    As expected, my threat drained the color from her face.


    She nodded vigorously and promised, “Please rest assured. I’ll make sure our n seeds this time. That woman won’t escape us again.”


    Seeing her frightened demeanor, I snorted dismissively. Seeing no further value in prolonging the conversation, I turned away.


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