Dear Ex-Wife You Are MINE (Victoria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 122

ALESSANDRO'S POV...

The moment I watched Dominic sitting on my chair, I felt my soul burn in betrayal and fury. So, I was right. Dominic is doing everything to take me down from my position, isn't he? At least, his expression is speaking of his intention this time.

I walked inside my office, suppressing the urge to punch his sorry face directly.

"What are you doing in my office?" I asked angrily. Couldn't suppress the bitterness rolling off of me.

Dominic leaned back on the chair, crossing his legs together and smiled wickedly, "Well, a director should seat on his chair, don't you think, brother? I am just doing what I should do a long time back." He said.

His tone sounded so calm yet the hidden threat was visible there too.

"What do you mean?" I stepped forward, getting alarmed by his demands.

Dominic chuckled as if he is enjoying this situation. Well, he is doing that for sure. He picked up a white file that was placed just before him on the desk and threw the file toward me on the table.

"Take a look at it, first. Then we will talk." Dominic said contemptuously as he stared at me with a glimpse of despair.

Frowning, I picked up the file and opened it. In the bold later the headline was written, 'Share transfer contract'.

Immediately, I started reading the contract and slowly I felt my blood turning colder the more I read the contract further. And at one point, I felt like my ground shook under my feet and my blood rushed into my head.

I already realised what he did. Feeling aggrieved, I slammed the contract on the table in annoyance and cursed him, "So it's really you, huh?" I smiled bitterly at the man whom I thought was a brother and wanted to share all my properties with him.

"You did it, finally, didn't you, Dominic? You aimed for Reywalt and you get it. You came back only for this, don't you?" Yeah, in mind, I am still hoping that he is only aiming for Reywalt and not something else...

Dominic leaned on the chair and smiled only, he didn't answer my question.

I continued, "I also know that you are the one who freed Camilla from prison. You are the one who has had a physical relationship with her and in the end, you are the one who shoots her. Why Dominic? Why are you doing all these things?"

I was angry but I was hurt too. I never thought my own brother would do such a thing to me. It made me somewhat devastated and broke from the inside.

I just want one answer, why?

"You know, Dominic. If you ask me to give you your shares, I would have given you without any objection. As the elder son Of Devontes, you deserve to get this. You could have just asked. Why you chose this way? Why?"

Dominic grunted and then smiled, I could see the bitterness rolling off him, "Why? didn't your dearest grandmother tell you?" He asked and I frowned.

"What do you mean?" I asked, turning more alert this time.

Dominic laughed suddenly, "Oh brother, how innocent you are!?" He laughed again before continuing, "Even if you willingly give me the shares, Grandma wouldn't let you! And if you want to know the reason, You better ask that old vixen. What she did to me back then!" His face turned colder and blue eyes darkened with hatred.

Suddenly, I recalled Grandma's previous words, 'Never let Dominic interfere in the company.' She was specific and I knew something was off in her tone, but I didn't realise it back then.

Everything is just too confusing! And nkw his disrespect toward the woman who practically raised us alone by herself!

"What are you talking about? How is grandma involved in everything!? Why are you being disrespectful toward her!?" I asked in a daze.

Dominic's lips curved into an evil smirk, "Five years ago, I almost died in the fire accident. Do you know who caused it?" He raised his brow at me and I shook my head honestly, "Wasn't it just an accident?"