Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 744

Chapter 744: More than one heartbeat

Casaio slowly flipped through the pages of the file, his eyes scanning the documents one by one. After a moment, he closed the folder and looked up at Ian, a faint crease forming on his forehead.

"What exactly is this?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "You want me to shut down a project where millions of dollars have already been invested."

Ian remained standing across the desk, his expression serious.

"Yes," he replied firmly. "Because this is not just about business. It’s about the lives of ordinary people."

Casaio leaned back slightly in his chair, studying him.

"What do you mean by that?" he asked. "Explain."

Ian stepped closer to the desk and gestured toward the file.

"The land where this project is being constructed was once the homeland of two peaceful packs," he said. "The companies involved found a legal loophole and used it to illegally take control of the land."

Casaio’s brows furrowed slightly as he listened.

"The people living there protested for months," Ian continued. "But no one paid attention to them. Now those same people are being forced to leave the land that has been theirs for generations."

Casaio’s brows slowly drew together as he absorbed the information.

"In the face of money and influence, those packs must have been powerless," he said thoughtfully. "Did they at least file an appeal with the council?"

Ian shook his head. "No. Their voices were silenced long before the matter could reach this palace, or even the ears of the Alpha King."

A quiet "Hmm" escaped Casaio as he leaned back in his chair, thinking carefully. For a few seconds, he said nothing, his fingers lightly tapping against the armrest.

Finally, he spoke again.

"Ian, arrange a meeting with the pack alphas," he said. "I want to hear the truth directly from them."

He paused before adding, "And where have their people gone after being driven off their land?"

Ian answered without hesitation. "The alphas had purchased small patches of land years ago as a precaution. That is where they have moved their people for now. But the land is far too small to accommodate everyone. Many members of the packs are being forced to leave because there simply isn’t enough space."

Casaio’s gaze darkened slightly. This was not how the people of his country were meant to be treated.

"I’ll go to them myself," Casaio said after a moment of thought. "Prepare everything for my departure tomorrow. Speak with Estelle and inform her about it."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Ian replied with a respectful bow before turning to leave the office and carry out the order.

Once he was alone, Casaio leaned back slightly in his chair, his gaze lingering on the documents spread across his desk.

"So many matters happen beyond our sight," he murmured quietly.

He finished signing the important files that required his approval, stacking them neatly before standing up. With the work completed for the evening, he made his way toward the chamber where Zilia had been waiting for him.

As he entered the drawing room, the servants immediately bowed their heads and quietly stepped out, leaving the space private.

Casaio’s eyes quickly found Zilia standing on the balcony. The soft evening light touched her figure as she turned around upon hearing his footsteps.

"You took quite some time to return," Zilia said calmly.

"I was caught up with work," Casaio replied as he walked toward her.

When he reached her, he wrapped his arms gently around her in a warm embrace.

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