Chapter 166 No More Lies

“Dominic?”

“Mom, I’m fine.”

Dominic looked down. He tried to hide the pain in his heart and closed his eyes.

The machines in the hospital room soon returned to a steady rhythm.

“My poor child, you don’t look fine at all. I’m calling the others, and I’ll get the doctor right away,” Blair said as she pressed the nurse’s button.

The doctor arrived a few minutes later.

Russell and the rest hurried in when they heard the news.

After a careful check, the doctor said, “Mr. Dominic is alright now. He is just waking up, and he is weak. He needs to get some rest. No heavy activities, eat simple food, get plenty of sleep, and don’t stay up late.”

“Thank you, doctor,” they replied.

Once the doctor left, Russell and Blair hovered around Dominic, fussing over him, worried about every little thing.

They even wanted to make him some warm grits.

Soon, only Kyla and Wade were left in the room.

Kyla wiped her tears, her eyes red and puffy as she spoke, “Dominic, I’m so glad you’re okay. I was scared out of my mind.”

“I’m sorry for making you all worry,” Dominic answered softly, his voice weak.

Wade gently patted Kyla’s shoulder. “Alright, Kyla, Dominic just woke up. Let’s give him some peace. We’ll come back later.”

“Okay, Wade.” Kyla sniffled, following Wade as he left.

Now the large, comfortable hospital room was silent, with Dominic alone.

He closed his eyes, but his mind wouldn’t rest. Tilda’s face flashed before him. The night it rained. Her cold, unforgiving eyes were staring at him like she was Satan herself.

Her lips moved, and she spoke the words that pushed Dominic into the depths of hell.

“You die.”

Dominic jolted awake, drenched in sweat again.

Clenching his jaw, he fumbled in the nightstand until he found his phone.

Unlocking it quickly, he ignored all the unread messages and missed calls.

Instead, he logged into the dark web.

This was the only way Dominic could reach Tilda now.

Tilda hated her to the core.

She had blocked him everywhere else and deleted every contact. Tilda had erased every trace of him from her world.

But there was one thing she couldn’t delete – her account on the dark web.

Dominic ignored the rude messages and taunts sent to him.

With a mix of hope and nerves, he clicked on Queen’s profile.

Maybe, just maybe, she’d posted something while he was in a coma.

But as soon as he tried to enter her page, a message popped up.

“You’ve been blacklisted. You cannot view this profile.”

Dominic let out a self-deprecating laugh.

Did you really have to be so cruel, Tilda? Are you truly erasing every trace of me from your life?

All he could do now was sit and take it, even though remembering the good times with Queen felt like his heart was being torn apart.

After all, Dominic was still the 11th-ranked hacker on the dark web.

He used his favorite software to search for any news about the Queen.

Since he couldn’t hack into her account, he knew better.

If he tried, it would only make Tilda hate him more.

Dominic knew this was foolish.

But he hoped, maybe, just maybe, he could learn about Tilda through someone else.

Most posts were just talk, people bragging or teasing him, or fans worshiping Queen and making fun of Dominic.

Dominic scrolled through them, almost like he was being possessed, until something caught his eye.

He froze.

Dominic’s pupils shrank. There was a post from a user called Clown, posted two hours ago.

“New skill unlocked!”

It was a programming script.

At first, it looked ordinary.

But Dominic knew better. This was Tilda’s unique coding style!

When Tilda took him under her wing, she taught him these simple, powerful programming tricks.

This particular trick was special. It was Tilda’s secret; she only shared it with her mentee.

No one else could possibly know about this, unless Tilda had taught them herself.

“No. It can’t be. Tilda wouldn’t take on another mentee so soon,” Dominic muttered, trying to convince himself.

“It’s just a coincidence.”

Still, he couldn’t help but dig into Clown’s identity. Dominic wanted to know who this person really was.

How did this guy know tricks that only Tilda and Dominic used?

But no matter how hard he tried, he found nothing.

Clown had wiped out every trace.

Even with all his hacking skills, Dominic couldn’t break through.

His face went pale as the truth set in.

No more lies could hide it.

Clown knew Tilda’s habit, just like Dominic did.

The only way this could happen—the only person who could cover up for Clown and erase every trace—was Tilda.