Chapter 262

Chapter 262:

But Kabir’s laugh was dark and hollow. “To hell with your agreement. If you take those goods today, how do you expect me to face Prince Clayton?”

His words hit me like a slap. Clayton? What did he have to do with this?

Before I could fully process the connection, Dominic tugged me aside once more, his hand deftly slipping something from my pocket. I glanced back and gasped when I saw it—the token Clayton had given me.

Dominic held the token up, his voice icy and commanding. “Take a good look. Do you recognize this?”

Kabir, who had seemed on the brink of losing all reason, froze the moment his eyes locked onto the token. His face paled, and his bravado crumbled. “How… how do you have Prince Clayton’s token?” he stammered, disbelief etched across his features.

Dominic’s calm was unshakable as he replied, “This token is only given by Prince Clayton to those he trusts and holds close. Now, can you guess who she is? Do you still think you can kill us?”

Kabir was struck dumb by Dominic’s words, the knife trembling in his hand as he hesitated, realizing the gravity of his situation. Finally, he stopped, lowering the knife, too afraid to make another move.

Clayton’s POV:

While I was busy with work in my study, a subordinate knocked on the door to report. “Your Highness, Kabir has gone gambling again.”

This news immediately gave me a headache. Kabir was a competent and loyal subordinate of mine. He struggled with a gambling problem, but fortunately, it hadn’t affected his work performance so far. So, I had chosen to overlook it.

“Let him be; just ensure the goods are handled correctly.” I gestured for the subordinate to leave, but he stayed put, looking quite serious.

“What seems to be the problem?” I asked with a furrowed brow.

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The subordinate stuttered, “Your Highness, Kabir… He’s been set up by Prince Dominic. He gambled away the goods and lost them…”

I was shocked and couldn’t help but exclaim, “How could he be so reckless?”

After thinking it over, I realized something was wrong. I knew Kabir well. He was very loyal to me. While he enjoyed gambling, he was always cautious and never let it impact his work. He was also exceptionally talented, and his subordinates were competent. It seemed unlikely that he would hand over the goods so easily, even if he used them as stakes.

As for Dominic, my brother, I knew his nature well too. He was like a snake in the grass, always waiting for the right moment to strike, and he seldom acted rashly. It was odd to think of him gambling openly with Kabir.

Could he have disguised his identity? If so, regardless of whether Dominic won, Kabir wouldn’t just let it slide. Considering Kabir’s impulsive past, there was a good chance he would kill Dominic on the spot. If that happened, even if my father decided to investigate, Kabir could simply claim ignorance of Dominic’s identity, and my father wouldn’t hold me accountable.

Moreover, among the three Lycan princes, Dominic’s wolf was the least powerful. Kabir was far from weak and, with his subordinates around him, capturing Dominic wouldn’t be a challenge.

Considering this possibility, I realized that trading a batch of goods to kill or severely harm Dominic might be worth it. With this thought, I felt a surge of calm and dismissed my subordinate with a wave.

“You can go. I trust Kabir’s judgment.”

But the subordinate was still hesitant.

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