Hey, Imogen? Is that you? Did you call me?â The manâs voice laced with urgency. âI know ou wouldnât call me out of the blue. Somethingâs up, right? Just tell me, Imogen, anything ht? Just tell me, Imogen, anything ou need, Iâm here for ya!â
Domingoâ¦â Imogenâs voice sent a jolt of excitement through the man on the other end.
After all these years, I canât believe youâre finally calling me. I donât need any other reason an you still remember my name. Whatever it is, Iâm your guy.â
mogen gen clenched her jaw, her decision made in an instant. âDomingo, I need a favor. âhereâs this woman I need you to handle for me.â
Say no more. I got connections all over the place. Taking care of some broad is a walk in he park.â
Her nameâs Regina. Sheâs a reporter.â
Domingoâs brow furrowed in concern, âRegina? You donât mean that nosy broad whoâs been hounding my tail, do you?â
âWhat are you talking about?â
âOh, itâs some internal company mess thatâs old news. We sold some land that turned. sour. Thereâs this damn reporter who wonât let it go, a real pain in the neck. Sounds like the same Regina youâre talking about. If sheâs a thorn in both our sides, then she doesnât need to stick around!â
Before Domingo could finish, Imogen hung up, leaving him on the other end, with his lackeys staring in disbelief at their boss being cut off.
But instead of anger, a look of sheer bliss washed over Domingoâs face.
âBoss, who was that on the phone? You seem pretty happyâ¦â
Domingo slapped the back of his underlingâs head, âDonât poke your nose where it doe belong.â
His henchman nursed his head, nodding profusely. However, Domingo couldnât help himself after a moment.
âThat was my ex. Alas, I was such a fool back in the day, pushing away a gem like her. All these years, and sheâs still the only one who can fill those shoes. Itâs a good thing sheâs willing to come back.â
The happiness on Domingoâs face left his lackey dumbstruck.
Their boss was known as a ruthless devil in the underworld, but this woman, whoever she was, had the magic to make him grin like an everyday Joe.
Right you are, boss. We all do dumb stuff when weâre young. Itâs a blessing that Madam 3 willing to turn back. I wonder when weâll have the honor to meet her.â
Domingo smiled, âSoon enough. By the way, did you dig up the dirt on that reporter chick?ââ he henchman nodded vigorously. âBoss, I got on it right away. But thereâs a twist. This eporter is the eldest daughter of the Tanner family. If we mess with her, wonât we risk starting a war with the Tanners?â
Domingo, lighting a cigarette, was nonchalant. âSo sheâs a Tanner, eh? They got another. laughter, donât they? Lose one, it ainât no big deal. The Tanners are loaded, big house, big Jusiness. Whyâs their daughter even grinding as a reporter? If they donât care about her, why should we?â