His Mistress is His Ex-Wife
Chapter 140: Tragic Past

Chapter 140: Tragic Past

"I will never forget that night... He took everything from my family... from me. Your father was there the night my parents and my sister were killed. I witnessed everything." Dominique mumbled, his voice laced with pain and anger.

Dominique started to narrate what happened that night.

[ Flashback...]

Dominique Smith was the youngest child of Mr. and Mrs. Smith. He had an elder sister, Marie. When Dominique was twelve, his sister was nineteen years old.

Dominique’s parents were businessmen in Vozton City. Smith’s company was well-known for manufacturing and selling jewelry items.

Albert Williams tried to do partnership collaboration with the Smith Family. But the collaboration was still hidden from the public. They were about to launch the big project in three months.

For now, Alberto and Dominique’s father were not allowed to disclose any information about their partnership because they wanted to surprise their competitors.

"Mom, Dad, what is the occasion? Why did you prepare a lavish meal tonight?" Young Dominique asked his parents. He had just arrived from school.

"We will have an important visitor. Your Dad’s business partner from York City!" Mrs. Smith responded, pinching Dominique’s cheek.

"You’re late again, Dom."

"Ouch! Sorry, Mom! I hung out with Sasha and Ashton! We lost track of time," he explained.

It did not take long before Marie joined them. She was holding a tray of food. She was the one who cooked the food for tonight’s gathering.

Marie was attending International Culinary School because she wanted to become a famous Chef someday. It was her dream.

"Sis!" Dominique ran to his sister, hiding at her back. "Mom is pinching my handsome face again. Please defend me."

Marie let out a soft giggle. She put down the tray and tapped the tip of Dominique’s nose.

"Alright. I got your back, my little bro." Marie turned to her mother and said, "Mom, refrain from pinching Dom’s cheek. He might become ugly and Sasha would no longer marry him."

Dominique frowned and pouted his lips. "Sasha is just my friend, Sis!"

But Marie and Mrs. Smith just burst out laughing, teasing him.

They were still talking when Mr. Smith entered the dining area.

"Honey, Albert has arrived. But he is not alone. Did we prepare enough food for our guests?" Mr. Smith asked his wife anxiously.

"How many are they?" Mrs. Smith asked her husband.

"Seven, including his driver and bodyguards."

Dominique arched his eyebrow when he heard that.

"Dad, is your visitor a member of the White House? Bringing five bodyguards is too much. Is he someone who has death threats?" Dominique remarked.

Mr. Smith gave him a warning glare. "Hey, son, watch your mouth. They might hear you."

"Don’t worry, Dad. I prepared enough food for everyone." Marie reassured her.

"Let’s invite them. I bet they are hungry. They’ve traveled so far." Mrs. Smith grabbed her husband’s hand as they both welcomed the visitors in the living room.

Dominique simply took a peek to check on their guests.

"Sis, I feel uneasy looking at them. The guards are highly armed. Is it really necessary to bring them here?" Dominique had a nagging feeling after observing Albert Williams and his companions.

"Little Bro, you are just overthinking. Come here. Help me prepare the table. Get seven plates and put them on the table."

Dominique had no choice but to obey his sister’s command. He helped her in preparing the table for their guests.

CRASH

They had just finished serving all the food on the table when the siblings heard a loud crash coming from the living room.

"Huh? What’s happening?"

Both Dominique and Marie turned in the direction of the sound. They immediately left the dining area and ran toward the living room.

Marie gasped while Dominique’s eyes widened upon seeing the situation in the living room.

Broken pieces of the ceramic jar were scattered on the floor. Two men were holding Mr. Smith while one man was pointing a gun at Mrs. Smith.

"Catch them!" Albert ordered his two men.

The two bodyguards sprang into action right away, capturing Marie and Dominique.

"No! Albert! Don’t touch my children. Let them go!" Mr. Smith screamed in desperation, begging Albert.

Mrs. Smith was too shocked to speak or move. She was afraid because of the gun pointing at her. Her body trembled in fear. And she began to pant heavily as if she was losing her oxygen.

"Mom! Mom!" Dominique struggled to free himself from the man who was holding him in place.

He noticed that his mother was having difficulty breathing.

"Albert, Please! Let my family go. I’ll give you everything you want. Please don’t hurt them!" Mr. Smith continued begging him.

But Albert just laughed sardonically.

"Sure. Just sign these documents and give me the project proposal."

"Yes! Yes! I’ll sign this. You can have my company... everything. Just let my family go."

Albert moved closer to Mr. Smith, handing him the documents and the pen.

Mr. Smith didn’t hesitate to sign the documents.

"Here. It’s done." he handed it back to Albert.

Albert smiled slyly after receiving the signed document. The ownership of the Smith Company was now transferred to him.

"How about the project files and proposal?" Albert asked him.

"It’s in my study room."

"Okay. Go and get it. I will accompany you."

Mr. Smith just nodded obediently. Albert and Mr. Smith went upstairs together with two bodyguards.

It did not take long before they heard a gunshot.

Bang!

"Dad!"

"Honey!"

Dominique didn’t know what happened in his father’s study. But his heart raced wildly after hearing the gunshot.

Bang! Bang!

Another two gunshots reverberated in the house.

"No! Dad!"

Marie and Dominique kept calling their father, wishing he was just fine.

"Mom!" Dominique called his mom when she suddenly collapsed. She was weak hearted so she passed out.

"Let go of my mother and my sister, Bastards! I will kill you all!" Dominique screamed at them but the men only laughed at him.

What could a twelve-year-old boy do against three big armed men?

"Your mother and your sister are both so hot! I like to taste them!" A guy with a scar on his right cheek blurted out as he watched Marie and the unconscious Mrs. Smith with his lustful eyes.

"Fuck you! Bastards! Don’t you dare touch them!" Dominique tried his best to free himself. But the bodyguard was very strong.

"Guys, do you want to taste them? I can ask the Boss’s permission," he asked his team. It looked like the man with a scar was the leader of the guards.

"Yes! Let’s have fun tonight!"

Marie remained silent, trying her best to focus. She was only waiting for the right time to strike back.

’I must save my brother and my mother.’

"You evil monster! Your Boss already got what he wanted! You should leave us alone!"

Slap!

The leader slapped Dominique hard.

Thud!

Not yet satisfied, he kicked him on his stomach.

"Argh." Dominique winced in pain.

"Don’t order me around, kid! I can kill you right here right then and my Boss will never care. So better shut your mouth before I get pissed!"

"No! Don’t hurt my brother. Please!" Marie begged.