Chapter 290
Chapter 290:
Alden had lost two years to amnesia. He had no idea how much Dorian had changed—or if he had changed at all.
In his mind, Dorian was still the impulsive heir of the Morrison family—reckless, charming, and occasionally foolish. He rubbed his forehead and sighed. “Forget it. Let us not call him for now p>
A faint breath of relief passed through Eleanino’s lips—so soft, it barely stirred the air—but she quickly shifted tone, speaking up on Dorian’s behalf. “Do not judge him too harshly. Valeria… Helena’s friend… she is exactly Dorian’s type. It’s almost as if she were created just for him. Honestly, what man could resist p>
Though her meaning was artfully veiled, Alden caught it.
Valeria had not simply caught Dorian’s attention. She had been sent to do exactly that.
Helena had not just won over Xavier. She had gone after Dorian too—Alden’s closest friend.
His brow furrowed, ever so slightly, but he said nothing.
Eleanino took that silence as her cue to pivot. “By the way, I made arrangements. A world-renowned otolaryngologist will be arriving in Cheson tomorrow. He can give you a full evaluation p>
Alden straightened, immediately alert. “What about Leonino p>
Leonino had treated his hearing loss from the start. He trusted no one else.
Eleanino blinked, her expression touched with regret. “He knows your condition better than anyone, but he is away at the moment. Further training. He will not be back anytime soon p>
Alden gave a small nod, his face unreadable.
But something had shifted inside him.
Xavier—gone. Dorian—compromised. Leonino—conveniently unavailable. One by one, every person he trusted had been removed from his side. And the only one left was Eleanino. Too tidy. Too calculated.
Outside the hospital, after her conversation with Dorian, Helena could not shake the growing suspicion curling in her gut—something was clearly off. Fearing they were being watched, she decided to take no chances. She invited Dorian to the quiet little apartment where she and Alden had once lived, a place far from prying eyes. Somewhere safe to speak freely.
On the way there, she also reached out to Leonino and Valeria, asking them to join the conversation.
Helena and Dorian arrived first. A few minutes later, Leonino and Valeria showed up together.
Tall, sharp-featured, and striking in their own ways, the two made an effortlessly magnetic pair as they approached the door.
But the moment Dorian saw them side by side, an image came roaring back—their kiss. The memory hit like a punch in the gut, hollow and bitter.
His fingers curled reflexively into his palms, and without meaning to, a sneer tugged at the edge of his mouth. “Dr. Prescott,” he drawled with mock cheer, “you seem to have quite the flexible schedule. Even during work hours, you and your girlfriend are joined at the hip p>
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