Unloved Unwanted Unstoppable (Seraphina and Dominic) novel Chapter 486

[Do the lawyers at Lockwood's just have too much free time? Falsely accusing an original creator—do you have no shame?]

After finishing her statement, Valerie turned to look at Seraphina.

Seraphina took the microphone.

"I wrote this piece ten years ago and dedicated it to someone who was very important to me at the time."

"Later on, I licensed it to Valerie because I trusted her to treat it with the respect it deserved."

"As for the rest, I have nothing more to say."

With that, she handed the microphone back to Valerie, refusing to offer a single extra word of explanation.

However, this incredibly poised and unyielding attitude only made the public side with her even more.

[Look at her grace and elegance, and then look at Cynthia's disgusting behavior.]

[Are you regretting it yet, Dominic? Do you realize exactly who you betrayed?]

[Seraphina, I want to have your babies!]

...

Meanwhile, at the Lockwood Estate.

Dominic sat in his study, the press conference livestream playing on his computer monitor.

On the screen, Seraphina stood under the bright lights, her features relaxed and radiant.

As the video ended, the comments flooded across the screen.

"Mistook a fish eye for a pearl."

Staring at those words, he suddenly let out a hollow laugh.

He thought back to all those years.

When she cooked for him, he complained it tasted awful and dumped it straight into the trash.

When she bought clothes for him, he criticized her lack of taste and tossed them aside without even opening the packaging.

When she fell sick with a fever and called him, he claimed he was busy and hung up.

When she waited up in the living room holding Lily to celebrate his birthday until dawn, he came back from a social event and walked past without giving her a single glance.

And that time she handed him her sheet music, only for him to throw it into the garbage bin.

She said she knew how to compose music, and he told her she was having delusions.

Dominic closed his eyes and leaned his head back against his chair.

He truly had been blind.

He mistook a fish eye for a pearl, and treated pure devotion like garbage.

He had driven away the only woman who genuinely cared for him.

The phone on his desk vibrated aggressively. It was Cynthia calling.

He didn't answer and immediately rejected the call.

A frantic pounding echoed from outside the estate gates.

"Dominic! Open the gate!"

It was Cynthia's voice.

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