Gabriel Whitmore's heart skipped a beat.
"The Bennett family's daughter..."
Wasn't that Elara Bennett?
A sudden wave of tension washed over him, but Gabriel feigned nonchalance as he continued to probe.
"I heard... the Bennetts latched onto Alistair Davenport. What could possibly happen to their daughter?"
"Oh, Vice President Whitmore..."
The other executive gave him a look that practically screamed, How can you be so naive?
"It's exactly because the Bennetts are relying on Alistair that their daughter is in trouble!"
Gabriel was thoroughly confused now, his impatience bleeding through.
"So what happened? Stop beating around the bush!"
Seeing that Gabriel was genuinely anxious, the executive finally explained.
"The Bennett daughter, the eldest Bennett daughter, who happens to be Alistair's fiancée... He beat her so badly she ended up in the hospital."
"What?"
Gabriel gasped in shock.
He actually remembered seeing Elara bruised and battered with his own eyes not too long ago.
But at the end of the day, she was still the pampered heiress of the Bennett family.
And she was stunningly beautiful.
More importantly, she was Alistair's fiancée—his future wife.
Even just to maintain appearances and his own reputation, Alistair wouldn't ruthlessly escalate the abuse, would he?
Gabriel had assumed the previous incident was just a momentary loss of control on Alistair's part.
But looking at it now, the abuse really did escalate.
It was exactly like they said—when it came to domestic violence, there was either zero, or a million times.
As long as they dared to lay a hand on you once, they would do it a second time, a third time...
All that waited in the future was an endless cycle of torment.
After that topic, Gabriel couldn't muster any enthusiasm no matter what else the executive tried to discuss.
Even the high-end liquor tasted like ash in his mouth.



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