Chapter 992 No Disappointments

• Back at the hotel, the delegation filed into Dominic's suite. Luggage wheels rattled, doors clicked shut, and for a heartbeat, the room held nothing except the hiss of the air-conditioner.
• At the conference hall, they had worn masks of composure—out there, he was their leader, and unity was a performance. Inside these four walls, with no cameras and no foreigners watching, those masks cracked at once.
• "Mr. Lance, that decision was far too hasty—what happens if the surgery fails?"