The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 86

Chapter 88

Tim, Cathy Black's driver, was drenched in sweat beneath his thin cotton shirt.

He gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white.

He could feel Cathy's icy gaze boring into the back of his neck from the rear seat.

Ever since Bernard's warning call, Tim had prepared himself for something terrible-but this went beyond his worst fears.

He slammed the gas pedal to the floor, weaving, recklessly through Vancouver's crowded streets.

The usual thirty-minute drive to Cole Finance had to be cut down to ten, no matter the cost.

Cathy's voice stillechoed in his ears:

"Get me there in ten minutes, or you'll be six feet under."

Her tone had held no trace of doubt.

Up ahead, Black Syndicate enforcers on motorcycles roared through traffic, forcing cars aside with shotguns and sheer menace.

They formed a path of chaos, snarling at anyone who dared slow them down.

Tim followed in their wake, heart hammering, ignoring every traffic light, weaving between honking cars and shrieking pedestrians.

He no longer cared if someone else died in this mad dash-survival overwhelmed all other instincts.

"After this," he muttered through clenched teeth, "I'm done. I'm leaving this damned life."

He had told himself the same thing a hundred times for years, but this time-this time-he meant it.

At last, Cole Finance's building loomed ahead.

Tim slammed the brakes, tires screeching against asphalt as he pulled up at the entrance.

He risked a glance at the dashboard clock: exactly ten minutes.

Relief washed through him, his lungs flooding with shaky gratitude.

But his relief was short-lived.

Cathy glanced at her watch, her face tightening with cruel satisfaction.

ten seconds late," she said softly, her words

Tim started, voice

never got the chance to

as she pulled

through the seat and punched into his back, scorching

slumped forward, blood staining

too late, that he had waited far

g in his mind.

Chapter 88

backward glance, her heels tapping briskly against the pavement. Bernard and five other bodyguards fell

on the windshield, washing over

that is the stuff life is

office, Cathy's fury coiled

the door open with

slammed against the wall, revealing a tableau that brought Cathy's rage roaring to the

his pants half-lowered, his exposed flesh leering shamelessly toward

went pale, and his bravado shriveled

sliced through the stunned

each word like a knife drawn slowly from its

doing with that filthy thing

Charles's mind raced.

the truth before Cathy

motion, he slapped Sophia across the

sent her head snapping to the side,

eyes fluttered open, confused

forcing a show

you pull down my pants? You think you can buy off your hundred- million-dollar debt by throwing yourself at

you know who

shrill, desperate, as

have a beautiful wife. You're nothing but a

still reeling,

back up, then turned to

She tried to seduce me! I would never

honey. I adore only you!" Cathy said nothing at first. She stared,

warning, she

palm across his cheek rang in

his head, forcing a tight smile through his

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