"Aren’t you going to tell Gabriel?" Dominick asked, lowering himself into the chair across from his older brother.
Casaio exhaled slowly, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. "If I tell him now, a big argument will happen between Gabriel and Mom. It’s better to wait until morning. Let things settle."
Dominick frowned. "And what if he finds out later? He’ll be even more furious that we kept it from him."
"That’s why you need to keep quiet," Casaio replied firmly, reclining into the sofa chair and closing his eyes. "I’ll handle Gabriel in my way."
There was a pause before Dominick spoke again, more quietly this time. "Why did Mom want to harm Amelie? She’s the one who booked the hotel and the suite for Amelie and her family." His voice held a tinge of confusion. "Why would she do that? She’s always blamed Gabriel for every disruption in this family."
Dominick looked down at his hands, his voice lowering with guilt. "When Gabriel asked why we never stood by him... I felt like a coward. Like someone who kept siding with the wrong just to avoid conflict. You’re closer to Mom. You must know what she’s really thinking."
He waited, but Casaio said nothing.
"Say something," Dominick urged.
"I don’t know much, but Mom acts like that because of the High Priestess. The witch told something to Mom at the time of Gabriel’s birth, which was the reason, she started keeping him away from her. However, deep down, she cares for Gabriel," Casaio explained.
"I don’t get it," Dominick annoyingly said. "Mom’s negligence never helped Gabriel. Instead, it provoked him more. Now, he has found his mate, Mom doesn’t want them to be together."
"Why are we even blaming our mom? We don’t even know who was the attacker. What if it’s someone else?" Casaio suddenly opined.
"No one knows about where Amelie is staying, except for our family," Dominick stated.
"Yes, but what if someone surrounding Gabriel was behind it?" Casaio questioned. "In the mansion, everyone knows where Amelie is staying," he stated.
"It’s true though. What if someone orchestrated this attack to create further distance between Mom and Gabriel?" Dominick frowned in skepticism.
"Stay here. I’ll check the hotel CCTVs," Casaio said before walking out of the room.
He made his way to Denzel’s suite and knocked firmly on the door. Moments later, it creaked open to reveal a drowsy Denzel, rubbing his eyes.
"Your Highness!" he exclaimed in surprise. His expression quickly shifted to concern. "Is everything alright?" he asked, his voice tinged with panic. "Has something happened to Lady Amelie?"
"Everything’s fine, for now," Casaio replied calmly, gesturing for him to step out. "Come with me. There’s something we need to look into."
As they walked, Casaio briefed him on the incident. "Amelie was attacked earlier. We suspect someone used a staff keycard. I’m heading to the hotel’s security room to review the surveillance footage."
Denzel paled. "Prince Gabriel will punish me if he finds out I was asleep when it happened," he muttered, shame creeping into his tone.
Casaio let out a low chuckle. "Who told you to go to bed?"
Denzel didn’t respond. The guilt was evident in his eyes. It was Amelie who had insisted he rest, but still, he had let his guard down. It was his fault and there was no excuse Gabriel would listen.
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