_ At the Finnegan's house _
With Axel finally awake and recovering, Draco wasted no time resuming the investigation he had been forced to halt during his coma. The rumors circulating about Dessie had grown far uglier since then—dark, malicious whispers that refused to die down. The internet was a battlefield, and Dessie's name was the one being dragged through the mud. Each day brought a new accusation, a fresh scandal. And while Draco had initially dismissed some of it as baseless gossip, his gut told him there was more truth than fiction buried beneath it all.
The private investigator he'd hired finally returned with a detailed report. Draco locked himself in his study and flipped through the file. His face hardened with every page he read.
