Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 663

Chapter 663: Bad Chapter of his life

"Ian, I’m taking a break for a week," Casaio informed his advisor, looking over the final stack of documents on his desk. "The reason is simple: I haven’t spent nearly enough time with Zilia since we married. I have been buried in my responsibilities, and now that Christmas is upon us, I want to take her somewhere far away. We must halt the work for a week."

"Alright, Your Highness." Ian bowed in deep reverence. "Indeed, family time is vital. Besides, the way you handled the recent case was masterful; you’ve won the unwavering trust of many council members. Even the culprit, though his motives were rooted in the tragedy Theo caused his sister, received the appropriate punishment. In the end, the people must see that justice is served through the law, not outside of it."

"It was Father’s final decision to sentence Gabriel Harty to a one-year prison term," Casaio affirmed, leaning back in his chair. "He made that choice collectively with his advisors. I merely focused on the breadcrumbs of evidence we found. With this outcome, many families who were scammed by Theo into paying exorbitant interest are finally free of their debt."

Casaio let out a tired sigh. "Now, my only priority is Zilia."

Ian hummed in understanding. "Then, I shall take my leave." He bowed once more and walked out of the Alpha Prince’s study, leaving the room in a peaceful silence.

Casaio leaned back into the leather of his chair, closing his eyes for a brief second before the phone on his desk began to ring. He reached for it, his expression softening slightly when he saw Dominick’s name flashing on the screen.

"Hey, Nick!"

"Cas!" Dominick’s voice came through, sounding slightly strained.

"I suppose you’re doing well," Casaio said, finally letting his guard down and resting comfortably.

"Yes. Is everything alright there? Gabriel’s phone is off, and I couldn’t reach him. That’s why I called you," Dominick explained. On the other end of the line, he was pacing, rubbing the top of his left eyebrow, a nervous habit he couldn’t seem to shake.

"Yes, everything is fine. Gabriel likely just wants some peace; he probably switched it off to avoid calls while he’s with Amelie and the baby," Casaio replied. "How is your work going in Gridlock? I heard reports of rogues in that region recently. Are they still prominent there?"

"There are many issues underlying in this region, Cas, not just one," Dominick replied. "The rogues are the least of my worries. There’s a shift in the local packs that feels... Wrong. It’s like they’re preparing for something they aren’t telling the Council about, nor let us know about."

"I’m sure you’ll handle those matters well. Also, don’t lose yourself in work only. Make time for yourself," Casaio advised, his voice carrying the warmth of an older brother.

"Hmm," Dominick responded vaguely.

"Did your divorce settle fully this time? The alimony and all the legalities?"

"Yes," Dominick answered shortly.

"That’s a relief then," Casaio whispered. He sensed a growing aloofness in his brother’s tone just as a soft knock sounded at his study door. Seeing Zilia standing there, he smiled. "I’ll talk to you later, brother."

"No," Evan answered, sliding the heavy file across the mahogany desk. "And now that you’re here, they’ve become even more cautious. They know better than to move openly under your watch." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify